It was all over the news the next day. Not a single person had escaped the raid. Out of the few people I saw? There were about 30 more inside. Erin's face seemed to me to be frozen on the screen as the announcer said his name. I felt like a freak, but who wouldn't after being the in between girl for two separate crimes. Then the really bad stuff started to spill from the Tv. ********** " Mr. Erin Taylor appears to be the ring leader of the entirely gruesome acts discovered last night. The young man was found to be holding the bets of every single person in attendance. Not only this, but the local law enforcement linked him to a drug dealing ring. They found 10 kilos of cocaine in his vehicle parked a block away, including other drugs. They also found cash stashed away in the seat cushions of his vehicle. He is, as of now, being held at the local jail awaiting sentencing. But sources say, he is more than likely to be tried as an adult, facing extreme criminal charges." ******* I couldn't take anymore. I turned the Tv off and just laid there. I couldn't believe him. My best friend was an uncommonly messed up character. So deep in the sh*t of the world. I felt my heart breaking as I fell asleep dreaming of something else besides to scar faced man. ★★★★★ I was looking into Erin's eyes. They were so pretty. But then he started changing, his eyes sunk into his head. His mouth fell open as his teeth rotted and fell out, his gums bleeding. He started to become skinnier as the walls of the room dissolved into the darkness. That's when he spoke. ****** "Look at me Rebecca? Do you see my face? Do you see what you have done to me? " He faded into the background and then the floor shook. The walls of a fighting ring came up just before the dead and bloodthirsty pits crawled from the earth. I felt their teeth rip into me bit by bit. As I died I looked up to see healthy Erin laughing. " Are you sorry yet?" ****** Looking into his eyes, my dream world shifted. I was suddenly whole again as I fought off the demon creatures. One by one they started to fall to pieces. Defiantly I looked up as the last beast faded. " Not even death could make me sorry." Triumphantl, I walked away from the past and knew my future would be different. I felt a purpose I hadn't felt before. The tides were turning and I knew I wasn't going to stop preparing for the day I would make things right. Because the shy little measel I had been, had been hurt before. But she died completely when I found out who I really was. No longer trying to play the part. I am now a fighter.