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LAST CHAPTER!!!

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2 days later

2ND PERSON POV

You sigh, adjusting your hair in front of the mirror. Tonight is the night of the party, and you are more than nervous.

"Babe, stop stressing, it's just a party!" Reneé pats your shoulders, trying to cool you off. "I can't stop stressing if the one who sexually assaulted me is at the party." You remind her.

"Oh. When you say it like that it sounds bad. But don't worry, we won't even have to talk to her. And if you're too uncomfortable we leave immediately." She assures you.

You nod and take your small bag. "You took everything?" You ask Reneé. "Yeah. Can I drive?" She asks back excitedly.

"Of course not! You literally just got back from the hospital and you're still limping." You refuse, walking out of the house.

"Please! I'll do anything you want." She begs, doing puppy eyes. "No." You shake your head, sure of your decision. "You're no fun." Reneé rolls her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Look, I promise, the second you're not injured anymore, I'll let you drive every time." You tell her, caressing her face.

"Every time?" "Yeah." "Deal." Her smile comes back just as quick as it disappeared.

Reneé knocks on the door and you wait patiently for Bebe to open the door. Once she does, she basically throws herself in your arms.

"Girls! It hasn't been long, but I missed you guys so much!" She exclaims happily. "We missed you too." You say softly.

She breaks the hug and goes to Reneé, this time more softly. "You took Regina George a little too literally." She jokes against Reneé's shoulder, making you burst out laughing.

"Girl." Reneé makes her resting bitch face before bursting out laughing with the two of you.

After a bit of chatting, you finally walk in the house. There's already a lot of people there, the living room and kitchen being full.

"I'll talk to you guys in a bit!" Bebe says and wanders away. "Let's go get a drink." Reneé proposes and drags you to the kitchen.

"Okay." You cave in. Relaxing a little bit wouldn't hurt anyone.

You and Reneé both take shots and socialize with a lot of people, talking of anything and everything.

A few drinks later, you feel the need to go to the bathroom. You make sign to Reneé and get up.

Y/N'S POV

I leave Reneé with the others to go to the bathroom. I wander around, looking for it, but I just ask someone for it and they point to the entry. I thank them I make my way there.

I groan as I realize that I need to pass by all the pairs of shoes to make it to the bathroom. I stare at the floor for a little bit until one pair catch my eye.

My breath itch and my eyes widen.

The boots with the bows are there. The crasher is there. At this party.

At this instant, all my urges to go to the bathroom disappear. I speed walk back to where my girlfriend is, and seeing me, I know she alerted.

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