Ch. 9: History Repeating
I walked into the living room, toward the door as Damon asked behind me, "You wouldn't accept a peace offering for Zach, Vicki, or Lexi, would you?"
"Why would I?" I asked, turning around with a sigh.
He threw me a blood bag, and I caught it. "I won't take the apology, but I will take the blood bag."
I turned around for the door and walked out without another word, and not letting him say another word either.
No more going to school, I decided. Like, ever. Not in a million years. The only reason I had got s close to Matt was because I had gone to school, and because of it, Vicki died.
Going to school was dangerous.
I didn't see anyone for the rest of the day.
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