Hannah’s POV:
I was definitely not drunk, but something inside me had changed and made me brave. I knew that we were in a bad situation there, and these men each had at least double our strength, and they were five while there were just two of us against them.
“Well, boys, should we start?” The injured man started to come toward me in a threatening way. “But first things first, I want this slut apologizing for what she did, and then I will have my turn with her, and maybe I will save something for that little friend of hers.”
I gulped down the fear that I was feeling, and tried to apologize feebly: “Well, I’m sorry, it was an accident.” I said almost whispering.
The man started to laugh excitedly: “Did you see? It was easier than you thought, right?”
“Well, I mean that I am sorry that
