Mallory
Leaving my friends once more was extremely painful. However, I also do it for them, to protect them from Leon's madness. Terror sticks to my skin as I step out of the cozy cocoon that Tom and Beth have created. Cold sweats drip down my back, soaking the sweater that Tom was kind enough to lend me. With the hood over my head, I have been watching my feet for hours, waiting with a beating heart that the train takes me to my destination, away from Leon, far from my worst nightmare. Beth’s scream, when she entered the bathroom without knocking to bring me the sweater, marked me like with a red iron. Her tears flowed and I was ashamed of her looking at me with a mix of horror and pity. I almost ripped off the sweater from her hands to put it on as quickly as possible without daring to
