Chapter 7 :

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- Where are the beers?

- One of my buddies will give you one.

I see Raviere's leaving.

- You're the only one left, Avery.

I don't want to go to this stupid party, but on the other hand, I can't leave my brother. I blow out my breath, turn off the engine and get out of the car. I walk to the party. There are lots of people.

- Here's a beer," Caleb hands me.

- No, I'm fine.

- Come on, Caleb! A beer won't hurt you, Avery.

He opens the bottle and hands it to me. I take the first sip. During the evening, I don't talk much. My brother is having the time of his life. I finish my beer, then a drunk guy sits down next to me.

- Hi, cutie!

He's got a mouth on him.

- Let's you and me get to know each other. Let's go for a walk.

He gets up and pulls me by the arm. I follow despite myself. We move away from the party. I don't feel safe.

- Relax!

He approaches me.

- What are you doing? I ask him.

- I saw how you were checking me out earlier.

He tries to kiss me by force. I push him away and slap him. He slaps me back and I fall to the ground.

- Stop it! Stop it!

- Stop it! Let yourself go. You'll love it!

He tries to touch me but I push him away again.

- Stop it, damn it!

- Come on! Don't be a bitch, I know you don't want to.

- Hey!

Violently, the guy is propelled by Caleb.

- Damn, Caleb, you broke my nose.

- Good for you. She told you she didn't fucking want it. You're a butcher!

- You're one to talk. You want me to remind you what you did to that chick.

- I went to prison for it. I was seventeen at the time.

- Yeah, right. We were just talking.

- Shut the fuck up and get out.

Which he does without further ado.

- Give me your hand.

I recoil.

- Don't be frightened. I wouldn't hurt you.

- And how can I trust you.

- Trust me, that's all.

I take his hand and he lifts me up. He places his hand on my waist. I look at him then quickly push him away. I move away from him and climb up a staircase to the roof.

He joins me a few minutes later.

- What are you doing up here?

- I wanted to be alone.

- And that's why you chose the roof.

Yes, it's stupid. But the roof is a great vantage point for admiring the starry night.

- Can I sit next to you?

- If you like.

He settles down beside me.

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