Warren's POV
Cynthia still don't want to talk to me. I tried to say sorry to her but she just ignore me. It's all because of that girl.
I need to drink some coffee, after practice I went to the nearest coffee shop. I need to stay away from rooftops.
After I order a coffee I rush to go home, so no one would recognize me. While running I saw a girl lying down facing the floor.
I walk towards to her to help her. I tried to wake her up but she isn't waking up— I turn her around.
This girl again?! She's definitely stalking me.
She slowly open her eyes, when she saw me she looked shocked.
“I'm s-sorry!” She said. She sit and face me. Now I can see clearly she has a lot of bruises.
“Why do you have a lot of bruises? Did someone do this to you?” I asked— She shook her head.
“I sa
