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“What did you have in mind?” she asks.

“She needs to be alive when I start fucking her or it’s a nonstarter. But maybe when my cock is jammed inside her pussy and I’m close to finishing… I let you strangle her. If she’s dead before I’m done, I’m still gonna finish inside her, so you’ll get your wish.”

“Ooh, I like that,” she says, her eyes lit with excitement. “Will you fuck me after?”

Dare smirks. “On the same bed, next to her body.”

Anae sighs, gazing at him with such adoration, it makes me literally sick. “You really are the best boyfriend ever.”

FORTY-ONE

Aubrey

The closet isdark and quiet.

It’s the first sliver of peace I’ve had all night.

I’m not sure what’s going on. I don’t know if Dare was trying to signal me that he has something up his sleeve, or I’m clinging to clues that were never there because I need so desperately to hold onto something.

The things Anae said, even the things he said…

I don’t know what to make of it all.

She said he only came for me to begin with because she told him to.

Thinking back to the beginning, I guess that would make sense. Dare was an ass after he pulled me out of the pool. It was only after that night he started being nice to me, and I didn’t know why.

If that’s true, when did it stop being something he was doing for her? The first time we kissed? Touched? When he made love to me?

Did iteverstop being something he was ultimately doing for her?

I guess if they pull me out of this closet and do the horrific shit they talked about doing to me, I’ll have my answer.

I’ve been through so much tonight, I don’t have much energy left. It feels like a reprieve leaning against the wall, waiting to find out my fate.

I hear Anae with the plastic on the other side of the door, so I know she’s getting ready for his return. The bedroom is dark, so when lights brighten the room, I can see it beneath the crack under the door.

At first, I just see headlights and my heart drops.

If he came back, then I read it wrong. He’s here to finish what he started.

But then I see the flashes of blue and red, and I start to cry—this time, with relief.

“What the fuck?” Anae mutters on the other side of the door.

I hear her moving around the room. I jump when she starts jiggling the doorknob, muttering, “Where’s the fucking key?”

There’s something in her voice. I don’t know if it’s panic or dawning fury, maybe a mix of both.

My whole body tenses and shakes as she yanks and pulls on the door before banging her hand against the wood. “He took thefuckingkey,” she hisses.

He took the key so she couldn’t get to me.

Heison my side.

I’m still afraid the door will buckle as she rages and yanks on it, screaming at me and calling me every name in the book.

She finally lets go of the door and goes silent, but I can hear her pacing. Suddenly she yells, “Answer your fucking phone, Dare.”

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