“I’m sure we can work this out, I-”

She interrupted me with a sudden step forward. “Move.”

“You’re going to regret this.” I stepped towards her. “It doesn’t have to be this way, you can get out with so much less trouble.”

She laughed, short and sarcastic. “I’m not going to kill her.”

“You shouldn’t be holding a weapon right now.” Her face was still distorted with rage. “Drop it. You know you should.”

“What I want and what is right are two different things.” Suddenly, she pushed me, almost as hard as she’d thrown the rabbit earlier.

The rabbit cowered further back, staring at the grizzly. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion.

First, a teacher rushed to the scene, watching everything with a horrified expression.

Then, Kelsie slashed the glass at the rabbit, and I saw her lift it back up again, dripping with.. blood.

Next, my head hit the corner of the table, with much more force than I thought it could’ve.

Finally, I crumpled to the floor, and passed out.