Chapter 16

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Annabelle's POV

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"Spencer!" I had looked through the house several times, but couldn't find him anywhere.

"Spencer!" I tried to yell over the music. I could already predict where he was, laying in a corner somewhere drunk. Although last time he was out laying in the yard. I told myself I wouldn't lose him this time though, I was wrong. One minute we were sitting together on the couch and I turned my back for just one second and he was gone.

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Spencer's POV

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"Hey uh Spencer? Your girlfriends looking for ya."

"What do I care!" I shouted over the music. I really truly didn't care. I truly didn't like Annabelle. She was such a goodie-two-shoes. The only reason I was with her was because her body was fantastic, but sadly she always showed her goodie side, so I couldn't get anything from that smokin' body of hers until we were married. I should have dumped her off a long time ago, but for some reason I had a feeling I should keep her around.

"Hey Spencer!" My friend Mike said to me.

"Yeah?"

"How have you and Annabelle been doing? Have you gotten anything out of her yet?" Mike said with a smirk.

"Huh no. She says she wants to wait until she's married."

"That's hilarious! Making someone like Spencer Jones wait! She cracks me up!"

"Well I've tried, but she's all like "no this is illegal."

"She said that to you?"

"Yup." I said after taking a big sip from a vodka bottle.

"If my girlfriend did that she'd be screwed."

"Well what would you do if you were in my position?" I asked Mike.

"Me? Well first I'd get her drunk, then I would get her into a bed and you can probably figure out the rest."

"I've try that, but there's one problem. Annabelle dosen't drink."

"So just slip some drugs into her water or something."

"Where am I gonna find drugs in the next 5 minutes?"

"If you give me $50 they're all yours." Mike said while reaching into his pocket and slipping out a clear bag with some type of white powder in it.

"How fast will they work?"

"10 minutes tops."

"Done." I said reaching into my pocket for a 50 dollar bill. Annabelle was sure going to be sorry she tried to dump me.

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