Nina just stared at me, her face a mess of disbelief and disgust. "A moment? They're beating the crap out of her, Kofi! There is no 'moment'!"
She ripped her arm out of my grip. The look she gave me was worse than Tyler's punch. It was a look of pure, cutting disappointment.
"I can't believe you," she whispered, her voice shaking. "I thought you were different."
And then she was gone. She didn't run into the fight. She just turned and ran the other way, down the hall, away from the crowd, away from the girl on the floor. Away from me.
I stood there, my hand still half-raised in the air where her arm used to be. The whispers of the crowd buzzed around me, but they felt a million miles away. All I could hear was her voice replaying in my head. 'I thought you were different.'
'Yeah, me too,' I thought, a bitter, hollow feeling settling in my gut.
