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“What are you doing here?” I asked, baffled seeing Denise standing there

I walked toward her with confusion in her eyes She looked disheveled and a bit nervous

“Hi, Damian”

“I thought Ito do with you or the others”

“Yes, I know” She still stood there, looking batshit crazy

“Is there an issue?” I asked

“Yes” She nodded “I just wanted to tell you the truth”

“The truth?” Was this it? Was she confessing to beingme that after all this time, she was ready to tell me?

Before she replied, she walked over to ainst asp the neas about to receive Then she pulled so out of her purse, and seconds I felt a stab in my arm I looked down to see a needle in my arm, and confusion hit me

Did this bitch just stab me?

“What the hell, De—” Before the words could fall froue, I was out cold

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My eyes felt heavy, and I struggled to open the up violently toripped around from the insides

“What the fuck is going on?” I asked, shifting in a chair I felt dizzy My hands were somehow forced behind my back with metal My mind was in disarray as I tried to shake off the taste of acid sitting within my throat

“Oh, he’s up! He’s up! Ladies, get over here,” a voice said in a whisper-shout A voice that I was certain belonged to Denise

“How ive him, Denise?! He looks like a zombie,” another replied I was pretty certain it was Catherine

“Don’t yell at me!” Denise shouted back “You weren’t the one who had to load this giant into your car I gave hih, okay?”

“Don’t act like I didn’t help you get him in the car,” Rosalina observed

Holy shit

Did I die and go to my own personal hell?

Asat the three wicked step in a row on three chairs as I sat in thestabbed with so needle