Chapter 2 (Rae)

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I flopped down onto the couch with a huff. School was long and uncomfortable for me. Tissues littered the campus grounds and even the usually immaculate white floors of the classrooms.

Some people were paranoid as hell. Their eyes shot around the room, surveying every individual as if they were on trial. I know I should be somewhat fazed, but I'm not.

Hey, what really is there to be scared of anyways? The dude's probably at least thirty miles away by now so he won't get caught.

I quickly did my homework and grabbed my cell phone to text Abigail.

ME: hey, wanna go clubbing tonight? I finished my hw.

She replied back almost instantly.

ABIGAIL: hell ya girl! Lemme grab my purse and I'll be right there.

I quickly slipped into a pair of skinny jeans and a sparkly black tank top with my black pumps.

"Damnit!" I yelled as I collided with the floor. Deciding it was a fatal mistake to chose heels, I slipped on my favorite black Vans and stood up. The bell rang incessantly and I rolled my eyes before answering. Abigail stood in the doorway in a complete pink minidress that was skin tight and tall red Pravda heels that were almost taller than I was. My eyes popped and she laughed, adjusting her bust. Her red sequined purse jingled around as she did so.

"Wow, just grabbed your purse huh? Where did you come back from?" She shoved me playfully and pulled me out of the door.

"Come on, I'm driving." I stopped and raised an eyebrow.

"You can DRIVE in those contraptions?" I motioned to her feet.

"Yeah, of course! It just takes practice, that's all." She winked at me and I slid into the passenger side of her white Mercedes. I had to say, we were the complete opposite of one another.

Makeup accentuated her beautiful features and her stick thin Barbie body was hugged tightly by her dress. Her breasts practically spilled out of her top and I wondered how it was possible to grow those things so large.

She would definitely get the county fair blue ribbon.

She zoomed through the streets and we arrived in less than ten minutes.

"Here!" She squealed.

"Could you be any more life threatening to me?" I asked. She shook her head and I climbed out of the vehicle before walking up to our campus night club.

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"Whoo!" People on the dance floor screamed. I sipped my Shirley Temple slowly and watched as Abigail got down on the dance floor.

"Heyyyyy." A male voice spoke from behind me. I spun around and saw an older man stumble to keep his balance. I pursed my lips to keep from telling him off.

"Wanta come home whit me bunny?"

I shook my head and he narrowed his eyes.

"You don't deny meh lidle gurl." He seized my arm, his grip rough and hard. I shouted in pain as he yanked me off of the barstool. My leg hit the ground awkwardly and I cried out in pain. Within seconds the man's grip was removed from my arm and I heard him screaming as he was thrown out into the alley. An angry growl emanated barely audible somewhere to my left.

"Oh my gosh are you okay?" Abigail shouted over the music. I nodded and refused to cry. It wasn't that bad. It just shocked me.

"I'm fine Ab." She shook her head, not convinced at all.

"No you aren't. Come on. I'm bringing you back to your apartment." With a nod she helped me up and drove me home.

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