Chapter Eight

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"Finally. I found you." I gasped and spun around only to be face to face with the one and only Ryder. "R-Ryder? W-What are you doing here?" He smirked. "Well, it is a strip club and I am pretty sure anyone is allowed in here." "Y-you can't touch me! We aren't exactly inside anymore so stay back!" I squeaked, backing away. "Why? What's wrong?" He questioned knowingly, looking over my outfit. I kept my gaze on him like he would pounce. I didn't plan on removing my gaze anytime soon. I notice Ryder began to stride towards me which made me take a couple steps back. I was about to call for help but Ryder slapped his hand over my mouth and I tried getting it off but it wasn't budging. "Don't make any noise." He hissed, grabbing my wrist. I began struggling more, wishing Tyler and Trista

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