Dark Past (2)

Then, I was provoked to take part in it. At that time, I was placed in front of that poor girl. I saw her face already soaked with tears, and I couldn't stand to see her eyes looking at me with a look that seemed to scream so I didn't do it. But my friends around me kept pushing me.

I was near to doing it. Even my pants were down already. My heart kept telling me that it was wrong, but I was afraid to be called a coward. I was afraid I wouldn't have any more friends and ended up as lonely and empty as I used to be.

Suddenly, the girl bit my friend's hand that was covering her mouth, and made him immediately let go. She screamed out her soul for help, and it scared us. So I pressed her mouth tightly. Fear crept up in my chest. She kept trying to scream and I could feel it in my palm. I couldn't stop looking at her face begging for mercy.