꧁~Blackmail (1)~(Part XVI)꧂

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Is it her?

Everything, so blurry.

"Yes, it's me."

I gave her a half-hearted wave because smiling was too hard.

.María.

I could barely identify her features.

.Get up.

I began to climb out of her arms.

"Woah. Are you sure you can manage?"

.You're weak.

I didn't answer.

When I was out of her hold, I stumbled a little. She quickly grabbed me so I wouldn't fall.

.You're helpless.

I tried to push her away, unsure of what was happening.

I wobbled over to my bag to pick it up.

What is that?

I spotted a note on top of the bag, I held it up and tried to read it.

I'm still dizzy.

It had messy handwriting on it, making it even more difficult to make out words.

I analyzed it for a few moment.

No. No. No. No. No.

I stood there, my stance tilted and uneven, falling apart with every word I read.

They wouldn't really do it, would they?

"María what is that?" Becca reached for the note.

.You're pathetic.

I quickly stuffed it into the pocket of my jacket.

Wouldn't that be too far?

"What's wron-"

I looked at her, all emotion drained from my face.

No. It's never going to be far enough for them.

"We can't tell anyone about this," I said.

"What are you talking about-"

"No one can know."

"About what?"

"THIS!" I turned to Becca and pointed to the ground.

"You mean about you getting assaulted?"

I felt a weight on my chest when she used that word.

Assaulted.

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