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"WHAT IN THE ACTUAL f**k?!" I jumped up at the sound of my mother yelling, stepping in front of Sarah as I did. "ELIZABETH ROSEMARIE SPECKLE." I had never heard so much rage in her tone before. I stared at her, unable to think about my next move, terrified of what my mother might do. "You f*****g dyke w***e!" my mother roared as she grabbed my wrist and threw me to the ground. "I swear to f*****g God when your father hears about this." She pulled her phone out, but Sarah slapped the phone from her hand. "Who the f**k do you think you-" *SLAP* My mother's words were cut short as she stumbled backwards. Sarah raised her hand a second time, but I managed to grab it before it came down again. "Sarah, don't." Sarah's body heaved with rage, her hand shaking in mine, ready to pummel my