Wren
I’m yanked out of the car by Donovan. I trip on the pavement, and fall.
Pain flares up my knees, palms scratching on the pebbled floor.
I wince, more tears filling my eyes as he pulls me up again.
“Get up.”
Something trickles down my knee caps and I don’t have to look to know I broke my skin from that fall and it’s bleeding.
“W-why?” I whimper. “Ray trusted you.”
“Ray’s a piece of s**t, and so is Ezra. So shut the f**k up!” He sneers and drags me carelessly.
Reggie and the others trail behind us, his cane hitting the pavement periodically. He mutters something that I don’t quite catch and I’m tossed into the building.
It looks like a clubhouse, but way more empty with barely a handful of people who go silent when they see us.
“Reggie.” Someone says, standing to his feet. “
