CHAPTER THIRTEEN

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SORRY I HAVEN'T WRITTEN IN AWHILE. MY PANIC ATTACKS CAME BACK AND ITS BEEN HARD. PLUS, WE'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF GETTING READY TO MOVE. I HOPE YOU ENJOY MY STORY SO FAR, THO.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

"Why does he have a 'room'? Does he live here or something?"

"Uh... yeah. He does."

"So you'll let him live here, but I can't spend the night? What kind of bullshit is that?"

"Jack, I'm sorry."

"You're a whore, Miranda. Nothing but a whore." He pushes me out of the way and walks out. I hear the door slam and fall to the floor shaking. My panic attacks are back with vengeance.

About 10 minutes later Rob comes back in and finds me shaking like it's snowing and I have shorts on. "Miranda? Miranda, are you okay?!"

"I'm fine. I think. Yeah, I'm fine."

"What happened?"

"Nothing..."

"Don't lie to me. Tell me what happened."

"Nothing, he just pushed me. That's all."

"Why do you subject yourself to that? He's nothing but a bully."

"I... I'm afraid of him. You don't know what he's capable of."

"Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"No! Uh, I'm taking care of it."

"Whatever you say, Mir." He walks out of the room and up the stairs, ending the conversation.

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