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ask reaching out with my good arm and hold her by her shoulder and looking her over.
    “I’m fine!” She snaps, yanking away from me. “Let’s get going before more show up,” she says as she stomps off.
    “What are you so pissed about?”
    She wipes around and gives me a death stare. “Really?? Why am I so pissed? You almost got yourself killed Willow! You had a clear shot to run before Mr. Tattooed Mess got to you, but instead you stayed. YOU COULD HAVE BEEN KILLED! All because you are too stubborn to listen to me!” she barks.
    I shrug and shake my head and walk past her. I told her I wouldn’t and I meant it. She should know that I don’t lie. If nothing else I am an honest person.
    “Just walk Liv.” I say and shake my head.
    My hands are shaking and I want nothing more than to lay down and cry and ask why, but not moving means dying and I am not ready to do that just yet. I have to make it to Devin, there is no question there. I look around us and keep my eye on each flesh eater to make sure that we don’t have the same thing happen again. Liv is pissed enough.
    “Liv do you see anything yet?” I whisper.
    “Once we are out of this field we will be at the edge of town. Shouldn’t be much farther from there,” she replies.
    I roll my eyes and keep walking. I can’t help but let my mind flash back to that party in high school that changed it all.
    It was the party that Liv had been begging me to go to for weeks. She said that we needed to go to one party in our junior year, it was prom night and everyone was going. Grant was a senior and I was a junior I had a crush on him most of my junior year and Liv knew that. So she invited me to prom as her date. Grant finally talked to me at prom saying I looked great. So Liv mentioned the party to him and he agreed to come. He had finally talked to me. Liv’s parents told her to be home by midnight, she complained all night that she felt like a princess that had to leave the ball at the stroke of midnight. Once it was time for her to go I wanted to stay. She offered me a ride, but when I told her no she made Grant promise to take care of me. He agreed. After she left he took me upstairs where he said he could get to know me better in the quiet. As soon as we entered the room he grabbed my hand and led me to the bed.
    “You are so beautiful,” he cooed. I instantly blushed and couldn’t believe he really thought I was beautiful. Out of all the girls here he picked me and I was so ecstatic about that. He slowly leaned in and cupped my face in his hands and kissed me. I felt like I was the luckiest girl in the world. He slid his tongue over my bottom lip seeking entrance in and of course I opened so his tongue could explore my mouth. My arms went up around his neck as I deepened the kiss. He slowly slid his hands down my face and neck and eventually landed them on my perky breast. At first I was surprised so I jumped back a little.
    “Baby don’t you want me like I want you?” he sweetly asked. I couldn’t find my voice so I just nodded. He looped his hand around my neck and pulled me back to his mouth, his touch a little more rough this time. He moved his hand back down to my breast and pinched my nipple through my dress. It hurt. I let out a squeak and he must have mistaken it for a moan because within seconds he pinned me to the bed. I remember telling him no many times and he would just laugh and say I am teasing him, that he knows I really want him. I can still hear his laugh as he rips my dress down the back. I screamed and no one came. The music was too loud for anyone to hear my pleas for help.
    When he was finally finished with me he got up, pulled his pants back up and walked out of the room laughing feeling like he was a king. I slid to the floor and dug around for my clutch purse calling the one person I needed at that time.
    “Hello?" Olivia answered on the first ring.
    “Ol….ivia...bring..m...me clothes,” I cry in to the phone hoping she