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Strike Two
Brenna I stumbled out of the kitchen, colliding with a girl. “I am sssoryy…” I mumbled. My tongue felt thick in my mouth and my body felt like it was burning from inside. I was unable to recollect the last few minutes and what just happened. I was sitting on the barstool and everything was fuzzy as I had watched Maddox opening the refrigerator and then… I had felt the arms grabbing me, feeling me up. I had tried to squirm away only to have a glass pressed to my lips. In order to placate the bit who had appeared by my side out of nowhere, I had taken a sip and then before I could slip off the stool, his hands were on my breásts. The warmth I had felt from Maddox’s touch was nowhere to be found, instead in its place was that horrible feeling of unnerving terror that I had felt when in a
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