Belle
On the way back home, Damien and I were walking together across the playground when I felt someone stalking us. Thinking it was nothing but my misconception, I didn't tell him. And guess, it was the biggest mistake ever.
Whilst we talked about unnecessary things, I again noticed someone approaching us from behind with a hockey stick. This time, I decided to scold him but before I could even take another breath, he stopped his pace, faced us and hit Damien's head with the stick.
“Damien.” I screamed but another pair of hands pulled me away grabbing my hands behind my back.
These were those bastards again. The boss and his gang whom I recorded last time.
Turning toward me, Damien attempted to take a step but his hobble halted as blood began streaming down his forehead.
“A-are you
