"Stop it!" you begged "Stop it please!!" you yelled with tears flowing down your cheeks, trying to ignore the pain. "Loser" they laughed and clapped each other's hands. "Please, help me, Mike" you looked up at Mike, your 'best friend'. "|- don't know you" he said, making them raise their eyebrows. "Does she mean something to you?" the leader of the group looked at Mike. You looked at him with your weak eyes. "No" he coldly said, making them smirk and your eyes tear more up "If she doesn't mean something to you, slap her" one of them said, not believing Mike's answer. He looked at your weak body, which tried hardly to keep you alive. You looked up at him, hoping for the last time. "Please Mike-" he slapped you. You felt the pain. But the pain in your heart was bigger...