Y/N POV

I look as Rogue walks out the classroom.

I want to tell him.

It wasn't me.

I didn't want that.

I fought.

My life was on the line.

I was going to die if I told him otherwise.

If I told him the truth they would have killed me.

They made me tell him.

Made me lie.

I feel sick.

I rush off to the bathroom covering my mouth as the thoughts continued to run through my head.