I don’t know. But I don’t have proof. No one will believe me.”“I believe you,” whispered Bobby. “I followed you. I could tell something was wrong. I believe you.”“Thank you,” said Mindy. For the first time since she lost control of her body, she felt a rush of warmth. This young man believed her. Without proof he accepted her word. “But nobody else will. We have to leave.”“What about him?” asked the boy.The revulsion that swept through her wiped out all traces of the warmth she had been feeling.“I don’t care about him,” she said. “He was a monster. Let’s just leave.”As soon as they were outside she felt the freezing air on the still-exposed skin between her breasts. She didn’t have her coat. It must still be at the opera house. Where was that? She realized she had no idea where they were. She stopped, and swayed as the import of what they were leaving behind them hit her hard.“I don’t know where we are,” she moaned.“This way,” he said, reaching for her wrist. He let go almost. Rumours and whispers abounded around us, about why and how we had both gotten beaten up in the same evening. I had a headache that made me want to lie down in a dark room and I could tell that Maxie felt the same. But I avoided looking at him.Now that his eyes were hard and dark he looked even more like ... I shook my head, refusing the thought before it was even fully formed. I had lain awake all night, not just thinking about what I had done, but what had been done to me. No, I hadn't wanted to move, but leaving London had given me one unlooked for advantage. I no longer had to walk past the place, every day where ... no stop that. But now I lived next door to another boy whose face reminded me of him. I must have been a real shithead in my previous life to have this much bad luck all at once.At break I left the art room as soon as the bell went, refusing to turn and look at Maxie as he changed back into his uniform. Thank god I didn't have sport with the guy. Ian and Pete were.
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