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Gumby’s heart couldn’t take much more, yet she hadn’t even finished

“H-he, he cut me Bad Deep Soon the words “A-and he didn’t s-stop So many tiainst Screw’s chest “I was screa and screa I’d never screa, ‘I have to save you I have to save you’ He truly believed he was bleeding soone from whispered words, to near shouts of hysteria in a few sentences

“Jesus, Jazz,” Screw said He stopped stroking her back and just held her “Breathe, baby”

She did as instructed, sucking in a few shuddered breaths before speaking again “H-he cut my arms,the last part

A low, deadly growl came from Screw

With each word fro his own skin The words your fault throbbed through his head over and over in time with his pulse

She wouldn’t have been home

If he hadn’t canceled on her, she wouldn’t have been home Wouldn’t have been brutalized by a very ill man He didn’t kno she could even stand to look at him, let alone have him under her roof for weeks

Hoould he look hi what his actions had caused? He deserved a punishment as bad as what Paul earned

“How did you get away?” Screw asked, bringing him back to the conversation at hand

“I’m not, I’m not really sure Some of the details are hazy I passed out at some point, probably from the blood loss There’s thisthey heard me scream I came to on the floor” She shuddered and Gu in thatmemories

They were the kind that never left The kind that snuck up, wrapped a hand around your throat, and squeezed until the air stopped flowing The kind that took over, clogging theconfidence, relationships…lives Somehow Jazz hadn’t let that happen Yes, she’d suffered and continued to suffer, but she’d survived and made a life for herself A life where she was safe, happy, and loved