Jp found herself in duress while the music cancelled out any of her screams.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She yelled as they took any resistance from her side as an opportunity to hit her wherever they could," I just got worried about him... I won't fight... Just... just let me see him"
"Oh" Varun blinked, softening up," of course you... You're worried"
"Yes ..."
"You wanna see him?"
"Yes" she looked at him, her eyes wide and pleading.
"You're...of course! Sure..." He smiled, sniffing every now and then
"Really?" She asked, a glimmer of hope on her face. She was half a foot off the ground suspended by her shoulders and legs which were being held- rather painfully- by his so called friends.
"Well, you can see him... I mean he's dead but okay" he said, beginning to snicker, the others started to laugh to and the laughter just grew louder.
"You maggoty son of a bitch" she struggled against their grip.
