Chapter 3

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We arrived to a a full house. Dalton guided me through what seemed to be a sea full of people. 

As soon as we walked in, Dalton was surrounded by other girls. Of course they were the slutty poser type. 

I walked around them hoping to be able to regain my breath. I stumbled into the living room where the music was so loud that I could almost feel my eardrums popping. I sat down on whoever's house this was couch. As soon as my feet lifted from the ground, I was pulled back up again.

" Ow!" I yelped in pain. 

"Did you just walk away from me?!" Dalton said in a hushed tone so only I could hear him. 

"Excuse me?" I began to question him. Did he actually think I was his little puppy dog? I just met him!

"You heard  me." 

I pulled up my arm to slap him but he got a grasp on it before I could. He tugged on my arm until we were in a different room. Before I could even say a single word, he jabbed me in the throat. My ability to speak faded. I let the darkness overtake me. 

 

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I rubbed my sleep filled eyes and opened them slowly, revealing the dark room around me. I looked down to myself. I was stripped down to my underwear. My bag and phone were missing. Great. What did I get myself into? I searched the entire room for my things but they were no where to be found. How could I let this happen to myself?

Luckily, I found some clothes in an old dusty dresser. At this point, I don't care whose they were. 

I punched my foot through the screen and climbed into the path it left. I glanced at my thighs under the jean shorts I was wearing, and there were deep purple bruises. Shit. What was I going to tell my mom!? I didn't even come home last night! I'm going to be in big trouble.

 

I walked a couple miles. Did I mention I was barefoot? I turned onto my concrete driveway. I went around to the side of the house where I knew the window to my room was. I opened it and climbed into my room. 

Why not use the front door? Then my mom would know I didn't come home. 

I put on my green plaid pajama pants and it's matching long sleeved shirt. 

 

 

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