"Do not teach me how to fight when I don't know what I'm fighting for!"
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The first year in college was a shit show for Kara which almost ruined her remaining years. With high hopes, she believes second year will be fun and calm for her. Not until...
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I must say; this week has been full of nerve-breaking moments for me. I did not know Myra was a sex freak until she decided to date Ivan. The number of times they fuck in a week gives me migraine. I agreed to see Tucker over the weekend. I have to get a boyfriend and it has to be someone who loves me more than anything.
Friday night, I walk into my room and Myra and her boyfriend are comfortably seated on her bed. He is laughing at her jokes, pretending none of them saw me walk in. I reach for my phone in my bag and send Tucker a text. There is no way I am going to be in this room with them.
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I smile at the message. See how quickly he responds to my texts. I walk to the wardrobe and take out clothes and underwear for the night. I pick up a bag and put them in, adding other things I may need as well. "Are you stepping out?" Myra asks.
"Yes," I respond. I finish packing up and pick up my phone. "I'll see you around." I smile at her and walk out of the room. Tucker calls me and I answer his call. "Hey,"
"Should I pick you up?"
"No, I'll pick a cab. Do you have alcohol?"
He chuckles. "Whatever you need. The transfer student supplied us with some fresh cracks, so if you want to get wasted tonight, I got you."
"Okay, I'll be there soon."
"Take care." I smile and end the call. Does Ivan supply drugs? Why am I even surprised? He is part of a mafia, or whatever he calls it.
