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(Author's Note: Thanks for all the reviews. Keep them coming please. I have been updating every day lately Or twice a day. I truly take your ideas to heart. I think I will until its over.)
Police cars went up and down the street for hours as Marissa looked out the window feeling a knot in her stomach. She nearly jumped out of her skin when Gabriel walked in looking downcast. Her heart thumped hard when he approached her.
"Did you know a girl named Tiffany Andrews?" he asked in a serious tone of voice that made her want to run in the other direction. Slowly Marissa nodded and swallowed hard.
"Well I don't care if she was friend or foe she is in the hospital with a head injury. She is in a coma" he told her, his voice not holding blame or anger. Reading his tone she caught it her shoulders started to relax.
"I don't really care" Marissa said trying to keep a cool head about her. Turning she walked out of hall and when out of sight dashed out to her room. Quickly she closed the door and leaned against it breathing hard. Leaning back she slid down feeling the sweat glistening down her back. Bucky said he would take care of this, but she didn't know what he meant. Perhaps he spoke to Gabriel, they were friends after all. Getting up she walked to her bed and hit the bed thinking that sleep might help her out.
The next day everyone in the school was talking about the assault in the locker room. Marissa tried to keep her head down and her books close to her feeling the guilt overcome her. The locker room was taped off as a crime scene. Walking to her locker she sighed and looked down at the combination remembering what happened the last time she was here. Blake ran up to her.
"Did you hear what happened? " he asked before she could get an edge of a word in. Marissa sighed and saw something strange her sisters running up to her. What was going on today? Her sisters looked concerned and Blake looked a bit annoyed. Before anything else could be said the bell rang.
She spaced out during class and couldn't focus as if she was on another frequency. Shaking her had she saw Tiffany's friends looking at her and whispering as if they knew what had happened. Did Tiffany finally talk. This thought made her stomach churn and she felt her stomach roll over. Raising her hand she asked the teacher if she could be excuse. The teacher looked concerned thinking that she was upset about what happened to her classmate and sympathetically nodded. Closing the door she hurried out into the hall and to the girl's bathroom. Pushing the door open of the stall she bent over and felt her breakfast splash into the toilet. This was not her day. Flushing it she stumbled to the sink and turned on the water. Raising her face she looked at her own reflection and found that the paleness in her face made her feel uneasy. Taking a deep breath she tried to calm herself, but the animal inside her was rumbling at the memory of the smell of blood, and the scream deadened. Placing a hand on her stomach she stepped out and ran into someone. Looking up she saw it was the gym teacher who gave her a crooked smile. Trying to push past her he grabbed her arm roughly.
"I know what you did to that girl. If you don't want trouble you will do what I want. Meet me after school" he said smirking widely and cruelly that made her want to vomit again.
(Dum dum dum this will keep you on edge. I know its kinda short but I want to build suspense)