LYRIC
"No, please." I tried to sit up, but they kicked me on the shoulder, forcing me back down. I landed with a painful grunt.
The other got on top of me, his legs on either side of my waist. I felt disgusted immediately.
He grabbed my neck, and as quickly as I could, I pushed open the silver pocket knife I'd taken from my seat and stabbed him in the neck.
He growled as he stumbled back, away from me.
"b***h!" One of the other two rasped and kicked me in the belly.
I curled into a ball, my hand flying to my midriff as a low growl left me.
"Please! Please, I don't want any trouble," I whimpered, but they weren't listening.
The one I'd stabbed was writhing on the ground. No doubt he wasn't going to make it.
One of the two guys remaining grabbed my hair and dragged me to my
