KAIRA
My head snapped up, confusion flooding through me as I stared at Madison. My cheek was still stinging from the slap, but more than that, I was shocked. She had been possessed just seconds ago. How could she not remember?
I reached for my whiteboard, ready to explain, but Madison's eyes flashed with rage.
"Get the f**k away with that board!" she screamed, and before I could process what was happening, her hand connected with my other cheek.
The second slap was harder than the first. White spots danced across my vision, and something inside me snapped.
Two years of taking her abuse, two years of staying silent while she tormented me, of being treated like I was nothing.
Not anymore.
My hand moved on its own, the sound of my palm meeting Madison's face echoed through the library
