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I woke up to a throbbing headache and a dry throat, along with various other alcohol side effects I've read about.
"Finally, you're awake," someone greeted me.
My vision was a bit blurry, so I couldn't tell who it was. "What time is it?" I asked.
"3:47 pm," the voice answered.
"Are you my dad?" I asked, hoping it wasn't.
"No, Erinne, I'm not."
I blinked a few times before I fully regained my vision. I found Rae sitting next to me on the bed.
She handed me a glass of water and Aspirin. I took the medicine and handed the glass back to her after.
"What do you remember?" She asked.
"Uhh-" I couldn't remember much, to be honest- "I took the cup Devin gave me and drank it, and then I danced on the dance floor."
"That's it?"
"That's all I can remember," I admitted.
"Well, that's good."
"Why? What'd I do?"
"Nothing much. According to Ben, at least."
"Ben?" I didn't remember being with him at all.
"Yeah, according to him, he dropped you off here and left right after."
"How much did I drink?" I asked while rubbing my temples.
"A shot."
"Damn, I guess my body doesn't handle alcohol well."
"Don't worry," she reassured me. "It was drugged, so it doesn't mean anything."
"Do you mean-"
Rae nodded and I growled. Devin drugged the drink she gave me.
"I'm gonna go on a run," I said as I stood up, trying to ignore my headache.
"Erinne, you should be resting, not running," Rae countered.
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Beyond These Barriers
ActionOne girl. One new town. And one hell of a well-kept secret. That's all it took to turn Erinne's life into a living nightmare. ... or so she thought. ---- Sixteen year-old Genevieve Erinne Layne has had the pleasure of living a foolproof normal life...
