I glanced at him indifferently, then slipped my phone back into my shirt pocket without saying a word.
“Marcus… Marcus,” Lucas said as he sat down across from me, a dark smile slowly spreading across his face.
“You never expected things to turn out like this, did you?”
“The evidence isn’t solid,” I said suddenly.
Lucas shot me a sharp glare. Then he laughed.
Without warning, he reached out and scratched my arm hard, using all his strength.
It was already very late.
But I had nowhere to go.
Home was not an option. I did not want to go back there at all. My parents were twisted, distorted people. The moment I saw them, I could not stop myself from wanting to kill them both.
School was no longer an option either.
The group chat was overflowing with nothing but curses aimed directly at me.
[Did you hear? Marcus forced himself on Valerie!]
[Wasn’t it said he just stood by and did nothing?]
[It wasn’t standing by. He hired street punks! Those punks already turned themselves in.]
[Marcus, come out and die, you bastard!]
[If he dares come back to school, I’ll beat him to death. Anyone in?]
[Count me in!]
[Me too!]