Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Bettie, still shaken up, sat on the ground and exclaimed, “What the hell just happened? Was someone trying to kill us?”

Sabrina took a deep breath, stood up, and dusted herself off. “It’s not an attempted murder, Bettie. It was a prank. I saw the driver in the car. It was Keilani!”

When Sabrina saw the speeding car, she caught sight of Keilani through the windshield, a ferocious look on her face.

“Hell no!” Bettie got up from the ground, albeit with difficulty, and rubbed her sore buttocks. “Does she think I’m just going to let this slide? What am I? A pushover?”

Just then, it struck Bettie that Keilani’s uncle was a powerful figure. Confronted with Keilani’s uncle, she did feel like a pushover.

“Are you hurt?” Sabrina asked with concern. Just now, she had reacted instinctively that she had no time to think if she had pushed her friend too hard.

Bettie shook her head. “No.”

shouldn’t have gotten away. Let’s go

“Okay.”

the direction the car had

there.” Sabrina pointed at a car

Sabrina took note of its

stopped her. “Wait. Go to our car. There should be a tool or something we

them, she knew they wouldn’t let her off the hook. But now wasn’t the time to dwell on their petty

a parking spot and neatly parked her car. She ran a comb through her hair and with a disappointed expression, commented, “They’re getting away with

let it be,”

hitting Sabrina,

gritted teeth. “I’ll find

jolted, accompanied by