Susan

Now, of course I wasn't sure where Susan disappeared to, but given the general vicinity I could make an educated guess.

I walked into the nearest women's bathroom and to my surprise, Susan wasn't there. I walked into the nearest women's bathroom and to my surprise, Susan wasn't there. I searched around until I heard that she had got to the rooftop. I made my way to the rooftop, my heart beating faster with every step. As I approached the entrance, I saw Susan standing on the edge of the roof, her legs dangling over the side. She was shivering slightly in the cold wind.

"Susan, what are you doing up here?" I asked. She looked up at me, tears still streaming down her cheeks.

"I-I don't know. I just wanted to be alone," she replied softly. "Why do you care anyway? Everyone hates me now."

I felt a pang of guilt in my heart as I looked at her.

“Y-you” There was fury in the voice. “What did you show Gina!”

“Wow. Is that a way to address someone who has your clothes?"

That made her calm down somewhat. “What do you want?”

“For now just a little talk. Do you know who I am?”

There was silent for a while until the reply came. "I-I think so. You're Marcie, right?" she said, still trembling.

“Well, it's nice that you actually remember”, I chuckled. “Then I guess you know why I did that.”

“****”, Susan deduced rather quickly. “Do you think I want all this? I was just following orders!”

“Oh really?” I had to sneer at that. “You were awfully eager to please Gina though."

I saw her body tense at my words. "I didn't have a choice," she whispered. "I had to protect myself. You know what happened last time I disobeyed her."

I raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "And what was that exactly?"

Susan swallowed hard before answering. "She spread rumors about me. Said I cut someone's breasts open. And she **** me," she started to sob again.

She was clearly being abused by Gina.

I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger towards Gina. She was clearly a manipulative and vindictive person who took pleasure in hurting others.

I took a deep breath. "Just for curiosities sake, what exactly did you think happened in the lunchhall?”

“Y-you tricked Gina with some fabricated evidence. I'm not sure how or if Marel is involved. But this was clearly a setup.”

I smirked. “Ok...next question, why did you think Gina was dressed the way she was?”

There was long pause with that one. To be fair I didn't blame her. “Someone...is forcing her...Marel or” Susan gasped. “You.”

"I'm sorry for everything that happened," I said reassuringly. "It wasn't supposed to go this far. But I can help you get out of this mess."

"Really?" Susan asked, hope starting to show in her eyes. "How?"

I smiled. "Let's just say I have some connections. And as for you, well, we'll work on rebuilding your reputation and making sure everyone knows the truth."

Susan seemed to relax a bit. "Thank you."

I chuckled. "Don't mention it. Now let's get you out of here. I'm sure you'd like some privacy."

I helped her put her clothes back on and we walked down the stairs, our footsteps echoing through the empty halls.