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“I’m NOT yours and I will never be! I’m not property, you fucking asshole. What is wrong with you?!” I scream.

I’d rather die than have to deal with his hands on my body.

Cole, just know I put up as much of a fight as I could. I refuse to let him think he broke me.

“You will be begging just like every other woman that’s said no at first,” he says and licks the shell of my ear.

I gag. My stomach turns even more and I feel like I need bleach to clean my ear.

He brings his hand up from his side, and I see he’s holding a knife.

Dylan brings to my chin and slides it down my body light enough that it doesn’t cut me. He stops at the top of my shirt.

“I think it’s time I show her who owns her now.” Dylan says to himself.

He tears through my shirt before he’s taken down to the ground in a flash of red.

“What the fuck?!” Dylan screeches as he drops me to the ground.

I hear a crack and I scream out in pain. Fuck, I think I just broke my hand or wrist. I feel the pain but can’t tell where it’s coming from.

“Piece of fucking shit.” I hear from the person on top of Dylan.

I know that voice!

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I hear.

Ty! That’s Ty.

Oh shit, Dylan is in for it.

“You motherfucker.” I hear from the other side.

King?

If Ty and King are here, where is Cole?

My good eye closes. The ringing is back in my head. I can feel that I’m fading.

“Get Ty off of him before he kills him and ruins his life.” Someone says, but it sounds so far away and like I’m underwater.

I hear some type of slamming and scuffle before everything goes quiet.

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

Cole

Dean, Dane and I were quietly walking like we were told to, but I hear the sounds of a fight and struggle. We all look at each other and take off running.

We run into the hall where the maintenance closest is and what I see shocks the living shit out of me.

Ty is slamming his fists into Dylan’s face over and over.

“Get Ty off of him before he kills him and ruins his life.” I tell Dane and Dean.

They go over to get Ty off of Dylan.

“You piece of shit mother fucker!” I scream at fucking as I move towards where Crawford is beginning to stand.

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