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*Theo POV* "Are you better?" She nods, I let her go to take off my jacket and wrap it around her. I lift her body straight off the ground, I won't kill her, but she can't stay here, I can't let sir douche bag know that I defied him. Her voice stutters. Her voice is so stiff and gravelly. "My...my bag" I hold her with one hand bend down and sort through the garbage bags until I see a black back pack. "Is this it?" "Yes" I throw it over my shoulder and hold her tight, and carry her out of the alley, why am I doing this? I really don't know, I usually hate the touch of women but I like her touch and she is a filthy mess. Maybe I do have a sick fetish. I look at her under the light. She is a tiny fragile looking thing. "Little girl, how did you get yourself into thi