THREE TO TANGO.
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"...that night, I took the car," he paused. He had begun to sob. "I got drunk." He paused again. "I...I did something terrible." He sobbed louder. He sniffed. "I took advantage of a girl."
"No," I said, in a whisper as a tear rolled down my cheek.
"I...I raped a girl." I shook my head repeatedly, feeling nauseous.
"Yes, Cherry. It was me."
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"Your still a stranger and I thanked you what else do you want from me. To suck your dick or sumth'?" I asked watching a small grin forming at his lips. The grip on the steering wheel tightens. "Might as well since I saved your ass twice and your showing me attitude" he said. I scoffed biting my tongue to prevent myself from flipping this guy off. "Let me out." I said my hand finding the door handle to see it was locked. The fuck. He parked the car near at an abandoned gas station. He went in his pocket and opened the clear wrapper of red gum before popping it in his mouth. "What's your name?" He asked. My brows furrowed at his question. "I'on owe you shit so let me out this bitch" I hollered getting fed up. "What's your name?" He asked again looking over at me with a frown. He ain't ever gonna stop until I tell him. "Meesha" I lied and he chuckled cocking his head back. "I'm not asking much of you but yet you lie. Maybe I should drive you back to those gangsters-- "Bryony" I interjected.
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