Part 4: Black and White (2)

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We began dancing to Fruko y sus Tesos by El Preso immediately as I finished the wine he brought for me. It tasted really strange but I did not care because I was having the time of my life. I began feeling dizzy and I felt my feet collapse at the weight of my body. That was all I could remember.

 After a while my eyes fluttered open and I found myself in a round room. Its walls were midnight blue and the bed I was on was large and round with black satin sheets and golden pillow. I sat straight with my head pounding. I had been drugged. Just then he came in wearing a fitted tank top that outlined his broad muscled shoulders.

He wore an expressionless face with a thin smile. “You drugged me.” I said in a shaky voice. “Of cause I did.” He replied chuckling. “Did anything happen between us?” I asked. “Yes it did.  And I got what I wanted. Now, leave.” “That’s all you have to say, after I trusted you?”

“Now leave!” he bellowed his perfect complexion changing to that of an angry lion that had just gotten all the power of the jungle and would destroy anything that dared him. Oh how I ran, grabbing my things as his cruel laughter rang in my ears.

As I ran my soles felt like they were running on broken bottles. As I reached the door to my home it was open. I walked in and met George‘s tear stricken face with hurt written all over.  “George, please let me explain.” “Jennifer,” he sighed and walked out. Leaving me to wish the ground would open and swallow me up.

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