#Chapter17

I curled up into a ball against the wall, clutching my knees to my chest and cradling myself. I heard screams and wails of pain all around me, but I couldn’t bring myself to look.

“Omg, Amelia!” I heard someone shout. Looking up slightly, I saw Trevor rushing towards me. He took his shirt off and draped me in it, helping me off the ground.

He wrapped me in his arms, leading me down the alley. “Come on, doll.”

Trevor led me inside the club and into a back room. It seemed like a type of kitchen. Trevor lifted me up and onto the counter gently. He remained quiet...