"What do you want pussy?" Mark stood towering over me. My lip quivered, and my fingers felt numb. "Get the fuck out of my face before I—" I grabbed the crowbar from my pants leg, scraping the metal against my skin as I yanked it out. Mark's eyes sagged, then opened wide, watching the metal bar swing through the air. A desperate gasp clipped the silence. The crowbar clunked against his leg, bringing Mark down to size. I swung at his knee until his sharp shrills became deafening. "That's enough!" Honor snatched the bar from my hand, tossing it toward another boy I knew as Crown. I moved in on
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