Chapter 8

Anya

"How did you guys manage?"

Asked one of the girl's friends as we walked.

When I first saw them, I found them creepy, but maybe that is because they were looking down on us from the bin with the flashlight on their face. I thought they were gonna beat me. When they finally saw the flashlights on our faces, they were shocked, like they had just seen a fairy.

"No way is that-?" one of them asked.

"Ssh!" The girl said. She told them that I would be coming with them and that I was in trouble and needed to hide, which was said so quickly that her words jumbled a bit. Her friends gave her their hoodie and the girl's sandals which, from what I've heard, she left in one of their houses. Then we walk to a long alleyway leading to a tranquil town. Noise filled with groans and laughs from the group as one sang about the wall filled with chalk-drawn penises that we saw on the way. We've been walking for almost 30 minutes, and we are still walking. My legs are killing me.

We are walk