My heartbeat slowed in my chest, and my panic left me as my waistband tightened with unnatural arousal.“Still just a babe,” Tera smiled warmly, ca...efully letting my foot drop to the floor, “still weak and afraid and looking for answers. I have the answers you want, boy; let me give them to you.”“Brandon?!” Angela screamed in my ear, “Brandon?!”Her words seemed distant and faded, as if she were calling from a mountaintop. Tera’s hand slid up my leg, her fingertips never leaving me, never giving. Nothing out of the ordinary all night people had been messaging him from school about the injury. With a sigh he clicked on the new tab. Pup22 he didn’t recognize the usernames. Most people he knew used their full names. He read the message on the screen. “Hey are you okay? You took a nasty hit.” The person had typed.Another well-wisher in no mood Adam closed the conversation. Whoever Pup22 was though they were persistent another notification appeared, this time he painfully typed out “What do. Brisk walking to the stunt group, and then basket tosses. An easy toss into a layout back twist. My ponytail came around and smacked me in the face. Easy stunts, ones that I had done tons of times in a row.When they set me out of the cradle, I had a split second chance to look at the crowd. Everyone seemed to be watching me, and the rest of the flyers. I knew from experience that flyers were the ones everyone watched, and the points of the formations.Then we went into one of the most. I grabbed my purse and made my exit.I found myself strolling aimlessly on the boards. It all feltdifferent somehow. Things just seemed a little darker, a littledingier. Why was I feeling so down? I bought a soda and a slice andsat at a table mindlessly munching pizza. I'd never felt so alonebefore in my life. Sitting here surrounded by literally thousands ofpeople and I felt desolate. I finished eating and found that I didn'tfeel like doing anything. Didn't want to see anyone, talk to.