Chapter 29
“You look like skata,” Billy said as soon as he saw me.
“Jee thanks Romeo. Tell me more of those compliments of yours,” I said and rubbed my eyes. I hadn’t slept a peep. He was staring at me, worried. His eyes fell on the my scraped knees, the cuts on my arms. He couldn’t see the bruises I had acquired on my belly, but I felt them just fine. My hair was a mess, my eyes sunken and dark. I was brushing my snot on my sleeve.
Selfie time!
No way.
My tall friend had come by himself, being worried all night about me. I was sure he had lost a bit of sleep over me, but he sure had had a better rest than me. He had called me from the outskirts of the small forest, looking around for me.
“I’m gonna sneak in home, I need a shower,” I said, pulling my schoolbag in one strap over my sh
