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Chapter 8 by dangerslut dangerslut

"I think they need some training."

"MMMMHM"

Al point back to the garage and mumbles something to a mean looking guy with tattoos up his neck on his face. He laughs and takes off in that direction.

I try to stammer out an apology, but the words all stick in my throat. It doesn't help that my roommate is still cursing at the top of her lungs at these guys.

When Al finally speaks everybody else shuts up, including me. His voice is deep and raspy like he smokes too much or else is some kind of super villain.

"Nah. You're gonna learn how we deal with disrespectful bitches tonight." He's staring straight down at me as he says it.

My head spins to the side. Emma just shrieked. Baseball cap is holding her arms behind her back. She's kicking wildly as two guys grab at her legs. I don't react quick enough. I don't react at all really, aside from letting out a similar embarrassing scream when baseball cap's brother grabs me in a bear hug from behind.

I squirm and fight as best I can, but I can't even move my arms. He's way too strong for me. I'm starting to run out of breath, when he drops me to the ground.

We've been screaming and fighting for 5 or 10 minutes, maybe someone showed up to stop this.

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