9 - blackout

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I stood rooted to the car and just couldn't move. My whole body trembled and I literally cramped myself. Suddenly the passenger door opened and I had to swallow.

I slowly went to the sports car and looked around a million times. I was afraid someone would see me. Had my neighbors seen me, I would be fucked up now. They gossip everywhere and our little settlement already felt like a village.

All I had to do was go around the corner before I got to my parental house. But I wanted to be brave and after a long time I was finally at the car door. I bent down and squinted in.

All I saw was an angry Jared

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All I saw was an angry Jared. He has his fingers on his mouth and had to pull himself together not to scream. Big sunglasses spread wide on his nostrils and he looked into the void. He didn't look at me but rather at the street. Jared just didn't want to look at me.

I winced as he started to speak.
"Get in."
I hesitated.
"I will not say that twice, put your ass in this car." his hands went to his forehead and he touched the beads of sweat. I pulled the hem of my sweater to me and wanted to chew on my nails at that moment.

I sat down to him but he almost shouted again "Shut the door!" I obeyed his instructions and became even more nervous as silence settled between us.

My eyes stuck to the ground and my hair covered my view. But I was glad about that because I just couldn't stand it. I knew he would yell at me and that was totally justified. I had made a mistake.

"Where were you?" he whispered at first but his voice lifted when I got out no sound "Where the fuck were you?!"
"I .. I ..." my stuttering got stronger and I just couldn't overcome myself. It was too hard.
"I should beat the stutter out of you." he said and suddenly I heard him locking the car. My breath got faster but I still hid under my hair.

He took me by my hair to look into my stunted face when he put down his sunglasses

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He took me by my hair to look into my stunted face when he put down his sunglasses.
"I really wanted to treat you well but you leave me no choice." he said with no emotions in his eyes. They no longer looked friendly. They were cold and angry and I didn't want to know what he was thinking during this.

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