As I hurried down the hall, I could hear James footsteps pounding behind me. I had no idea what he wanted, but I knew it couldn't be good. I tried to pick up my pace, but my backpack was weighing me down and my heart was pounding in my chest.

Just as I reached the door to my classroom, I heard James voice behind me. "Hey, where do you think you're going?" he sneered.

I didn't answer. I just pushed open the door and slipped inside, slamming it shut behind me. I could hear Jake's angry voice echoing down the hallway, but I felt safe for the moment. I leaned against the door, trying to catch my breath and calm my racing heart.

But my relief was short-lived. As I looked around the classroom, it was empty.

I hear a click and the door was open he enters and closes the door behind him.

As I stood frozen against the door, Jake's words echoed in her mind. I knew that I was in trouble, and I needed to find a way out. But as Jake approached me, I felt my heart pounding faster and faster, and my mind was racing with fear.

"I told you not to run from me sugar," James said, with a smirk on his face.

James moved closer and held both of my hands behind my back with a firm grip.

I could feel his breath on her neck, and I knew I was in danger.

As I tried to think of a way out, James grip on my ,tightened. I could feel his strength, and I knew that I was no match for him. I tried to push him away, but he was too strong.

"I've missed you soo much since then," James said, his voice low and menacing. Sarah could feel the fear rising in her throat, and she knew that she had to act fast.

With all my strength, I pushed him away and ran towards the door. I could hear James angry voice behind me but I didn't stop. I pushed open the door and ran down the hallway, my heart racing and my mind racing with fear.

As I ran, I could hear James footsteps behind me. I had to find a way out, and fast. I looked around frantically, trying to find a place to hide.

Just then, I saw a door that was slightly ajar. I ran towards it and slipped inside, slamming it shut behind me .I could hear James angry voice echoing down the hallway, but I felt safe for the moment.

I leaned against the door, trying to catch my breath and calm my racing heart. I knew that I had narrowly escaped danger, but also knew that I couldn't let my guard down. I had to find a way out of this situation, and fast.

Our last period of the day had ended and the hallway was now empty, with everyone having already left the school.

"Oh so you're here hiding like a mouse " he pulled me up and i was pinned against the wall.

"Let go off me" I shouted, what does he think he's doing .

"You know I have feelings for you,and Jake is busy with some other girls" he pushed my body against the wall and his body against mine . I couldn't do anything he was too strong .

"Earlier Jake had come to take you from me lets see who's gonna hear you now" he says smirking at me.

I was punching kicking trying to free my self still I try knowing that I was weak.

I started to cry counting every tear, why was he doing this to me. "Please please stop let me go" I begged pushing him hard.

I turned to my faith for guidance and support. I whispered "Ya Allah help me please," and continued to make dua throughout the ordeal. Despite the challenging circumstances he was disgustingly enjoying what he was doing.

I remained steadfast in my belief and trusted that Allah would guide me through this difficult time.

As I continued to seek divine intervention, I found the strength and courage to face the situation with a calm and clear mind. My faith gave me the resilience to persevere and overcome the obstacles that lay ahead.

The situation took a turn for the worse as I found myself alone and vulnerable. I felt myself collapse onto the ground, as he let go of me. My vision was blurred by the tears that streamed down my face, and I struggled to make sense of what had just happened. The experience left me feeling traumatized and helpless, as I tried to pick up the pieces and move forward. Despite the emotional turmoil that I felt inside, I knew that I had to be strong and find a way to heal from the pain that I had endured.

I could hear the sound of someone striking him, every punch echoing through the air. 'You bastard , how dare you touch her,' a voice boomed out, and I immediately recognized whose voice it was. It was Jake's voice, and he was hitting the perpetrator with all his might.

The sound of the punches grew louder and more intense, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief that someone was standing up for me. Although the situation was far from ideal, I felt grateful that Jake was there to protect me and put an end to the violence that had taken place.

Jakes pov

"I had been on my way home, lost in thought and feeling a twinge of guilt that I hadn't seen Sarah all day. It was unlike me to be so neglectful of my friends, but Issa had taken up most of my time, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I had let Sarah down. As I descended the stairs, deep in thought, I heard a piercing scream that made me jump. It was a familiar female voice, and I immediately recognized it as Sarah's. My heart raced as I tried to make sense of what was happening. Why was she shouting? What was going on? My mind began to fill with every awful situation that I could imagine, and I felt my anxiety levels skyrocket.

Suddenly, my mind went back to James and the traumatic experience that Sarah had gone through with him. I remembered how she had been so shaken and scared, and how it had taken her a long time to recover from the incident. The memories flooded my mind, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread and fear for what might be happening to her. I knew that I had to act fast and find out what was going on.

As I approached the source of the screams, I saw a group of people gathered around a corner. They were all looking in the same direction, and their faces were filled with concern and worry. I pushed my way through the crowd, trying to get a better view. The door was closed I pushed open the door with my leg And then, I saw her. She was standing there, tears streaming down her face, looking more scared and helpless than I had ever seen her before .

My head was boiling with anger that son of a bitch had her pin towards the wall.

What the-
I acted on instinct and grabbed James without thinking. I tackled him, and he fell to the ground. My anger and frustration boiled over, and I began to punch him repeatedly. 'How dare you touch her! I'll kill you!' I shouted, my fists connecting with his face. I didn't care about the consequences of my actions. All I knew was that I had to protect Sarah and make sure that James would never hurt her again."

As I continued to punch James, I felt a hand on my shoulder, pulling me away from him. I turned around to see Sarah, her face contorted with fear and worry. 'Stop it, please!' she cried out. 'You're going to kill him!'

I looked down at James, who was lying on the ground, bloodied and bruised. I felt a sense of satisfaction and relief that he was no longer a threat to Sarah. But as I looked up at Sarah's pleading eyes, I realized that I had gone too far. I had let my anger get the best of me, and I had hurt someone in the process.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. 'I'm sorry,' I said, turning to Sarah. 'I didn't mean to hurt him. I just...I couldn't stand the thought of him hurting you again.'

Sarah looked at me, her eyes softening. 'I know,' she said, placing a hand on my arm. 'But violence isn't the answer, you know that.'

I nodded, feeling ashamed of my actions. Sarah was right. Violence wasn't the answer, and I had let my emotions get the best of me. I turned to James, who was groaning on the ground. 'We need to get him help,' I said, extending a hand to help him up.

James looked at me, fear and confusion in his eyes. 'Why did you do that?' he asked, his voice shaking.

I looked at him, 'You hurt Sarah,' I said. 'And I couldn't let you get away with it.'

James looked down, shame evident on his face. 'I'm sorry,' he said, his voice barely above a whisper. 'I didn't mean to hurt her.'

I looked at Sarah, who was watching me intently. 'Let's get him some help,' I said, taking James by the arm.
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