Images of Betrayal

I sat there with my friends watching over me as the tears flowed down my cheeks, unchecked.

Finally, I composed myself enough to stand up, pick up my book bag and give them a brave smile.

'Kid, do you want to stay over at our place? 'asked Sasha anxiously, worrying her lip as she looked at me, concern writ large on her pretty face. Harper stood too, frowning, ready to take up cudgels on my behalf.