"Ahhhhhhhhh!" I screamed and tried to get back on my feet, I looked up to see Damien staring at me. I thought it was a rapist or something.
     A part of me preferred to fall into the trap of rapist that Damien's.
     "What are you doing here?" He asked with an arched eyebrow.
     I thought he was following me, so he didn't come here for me.
     " I-i-i am-m head-d-ding h-hom-m-me" I shuttered looking down to avoid his gaze.
      " Don't you know that this route is dangerous? What if you had gotten hurt or raped?" He asked angrily.
      I was surprised that he cared about me, didn't he like when I'm hurt.
     "Let me walk you home" he said and started walking away.
      I stood up and followed him, I stayed behind him and stared at his back view.
     "Where do you live?" He asked and I frowned, we've been neighbors for the past six years and he didn't know.
      " Three houses away from yours" I replied, he stopped abruptly causing me to bump into him.
     " We're neighbors?" He mumbled loud enough for me to hear.
       He resumed walking and so did I but I made sure to stay alert in case he stopped abruptly again.
       "How long have we being neighbors?" He asked "six years ago" I replied, he scoffed and turned to look at me.
        I avoided his gaze as usual staring at the floor. "I can believe I live in the same street with a freak" he muttered and glared harshly at me.
        " Tiffany reported you to me, she said that you refused to join her group and insulted her" he said looking around to ensure that we were all alone.
      I stepped back in fear, I knew that Tiffany would fabricate the story but I didn't know he bring it up now.
       "I-i-i-i d-d-di-idn't-t in-ns-sul-lt-t h-her" I shuttered still moving backwards.
     I tripped over a rock and fell on my butt, my hand got bruised in the process and blood began to flow freely from it.
           The look in his eyes had an hint of evil, he dropped his bag and bent to my level.
     He scanned my face and smirked on seeing fear written all over it.
     Before I could say JACK, his had gripped my neck and started squeezing the life out of me.
     I tried to struggle with him but was rewarded with a resounding slap, my breath hitched and my sight became blurry.
     I could feel life slipping away from me, he let go of my neck and I fell flat half conscious.
       I could bearly see a thing and the only thing I felt was the pain from my neck.
      I began to wonder if this was what dying felt like.
     He didn't have enough from chocking me as he kicked my tummy continuously.
      I spat blood out of my mouth and weakly opened my eyes, his face didn't show any sign of remorse as he watched me fall into unconsciousness.
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      I woke up to a beeping sound, i was lying on a bed and the room was painted white, was this heaven.
      The smell of drugs hit my nose and I cringed in disgust.
     "She's away" someone screamed and I looked at the corner to see a nurse running out of the ward to inform the doctor.
     She soon came back with an old pot bellied man wearing a lab coat, he looked relieved to see me awake and started checking my heartbeat and temperature.
     "How do you feel dearie?" He asked "weak" I whispered .
      "Who did this to you?" He asked but I kept mute, " how long have I been here?"  "Two weeks".
       I closed my eyes and sighed, I hope the doctor doesn't discharge me anytime soon.
     The door flung open and mum ran in like she was been chased.
     "My baby, Elizabeth" she cried calling me by my middle name.
      " Do you remember who did this to you?" She asked with high hopes.
     I knew that there was no point in telling on Damien, he's the mayor's son and his father will help him out of any situation he finds himself so I stayed mute.
     "It seems like she doesn't remember" the doctor said and my mum's face fell, "don't worry, we'll find out that monster that did this to you" she assured cupping my face in her palms.
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       Three days went by and I was still in the hospital, I was getting better and the pains were reducing but I was too scared to tell them.
     I didn't want them to discharge and send me home, now that Damien knew my house my life was in so much danger.
      The nurse came in with a smile on her face, it seemed like she had good news. I hope I'm not getting discharged.
        "Your friends from school are here to see you" she said and 6 people walked in.
       They were Ronnie, Bonnie, Miley, Tiffany, Sandra - Tiffany's friend, Mark - Bonnie's boyfriend and my worst nightmare, Damien.
        I shivered in fear and shifted uncomfortably on the bed, "I'll leave now" the nurse said and left.
     I wished I could call her back and tell her that they weren't my friends, that my life was in danger and that I needed to get out of the ward that instant.
      Tiffany smirked and moved closer to me, she proceeded to touch me when Ronnie slapped her hands away.
       "We heard about what happened to you, what kind monster would do that to you?" Mark asked, " I have a few ideas" Bonnie mumbled staring at Tiffany.
      "I brought cookies, my mum made them" Damien said handing the cookies to me, I reluctantly collected it.
     I was one hundred percent sure that I was going to throw them away, they might be poisoned.
      Damien gripped my hand and squeezed it tightly, "get well soon, I have no one to beat up at school" he whispered into my ears and smiled.
     I gulped hard and clutched until my bedsheets tightly.