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“You feel like you’re gonna puke again?”

Again? How many times had I thrown up? I shook my head

“Good Iulass in his hand It was filled with so slush

“What is it?”

“My hoover Works like a charhtstand

I reached for the lass to my nose At least it didn’t smell as bad as it looked I took a small sip I scrunched my nose at the bitter taste

“Drink up, Gin…” He stopped I watched as his jaw clenched He closed his eyes and took a breath “Drink it all, and you’ll be feeling better in no time”

Mal turned and left the room I took another drink of the liquid It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t great either I kept sipping on it, all the while trying to reht with Malcol his place Was that why he see else seeht? I looked down to see what I earing Tank top, no bra I slid my hands under the covers, and touched the side of my butt My eyes closed, and I took in a shaky breath when I found the absence of an outline from underwear beneath the cotton shorts

“Nono he wouldn’t I wouldn’t…how drunk was I?”

Malcoluy I knew that I had to believe that, but whywhy did he see to force ht I’d been so upset I had another attack Left his house We fought We fought about…Seth

With shaky hands, I set the half-finished drink back on the nightstand I flung the covers off, and swung s over the side Nausea hit when I stood too fast I sat back down, and took slow breaths, waiting for the moment to pass A few minutes later, I carefully stood With each slow step, my heart pounded faster He barely looked atto do with over

The brightness of the

sun coh the s only served to make the pain in my head worse Malcol in front of him, but his head was buried in his hands

“Whwhy did you stop?”

He looked up, shocked to see me “What?”