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A/N: Sorry it took so long to update! I’m really running out of idea! I really need your guy’s advice and help! Please enjoy and leave reviews!
Chapter 19- Poor Kayla
Soda’s POV
I walked Kayla home that night. I was worried about the Soc’s getting her.
“Good Night Kayla! I love you!” I said.
“Night! I love you too.” She said.
I kissed her good night and started to walk home. When I got home I was exhausted and decided to go to bed. The next morning I want to hang out with Kayla, like always. I was walking to her house. I had just turned onto her road. I saw a motionless figure on the ground on the street. I was sort of worried. I ran to the Figure. To my horror it was Kayla! She was lying face first in the ground.
“KAYLA!!” I ran towards her.
I gently rolled her over onto her back. Her face was all bloody and bruised. She was still breathing. I sighed in relief.
“Kayla? Kayla? C’mon you’ve gotta wake up!” I gently shook her shoulder.
“Soda…?” a weak voice replied.
“Kayla!?”
“Are you really here?”
“Yeah I’m really here…” I put a hand on her shoulder. “What happened to you?” I asked softly.
“The… Soc’s…” she said.
“They did this to you!?” I yelled.
“Yeah… They said… that… I was worthless… because I’m with you…” She managed to say.
“Your not worthless…” I was about ready to cry.
I picked her up and took her to my house. I laid her on my bed.
“Darry! I need your help!”
Darry came running out of the kitchen into my room.
“What happened to her!?” He yelled.
“The Soc’s….” I said… I felt my eyes watering.
“It’s ok little buddy…” He put a hand on my shoulder.
“Can you get me a wet rag?” I asked.
He went to the kitchen and returned with a rag.
I sat on the bed next to her. I started to clean up her face.
“They just surrounded me… and start to throw punches…” Kayla started.
“Don’t talk! We can talk about it later.” I said.
I was so glad that she was OK. But I had to do something to those Soc’s… I needed to get revenge… just somehow. I wasn’t going to worry about that now… I was more concerned about Kayla.