The alarm went off again, and Gina groggily deduced that she'd hit the Snooze button enough. It was four jpg-thirty in the A.M., and her entire night's sleep was now a lost cause. She kicked off the covers and sat up slowly. Yawned and scratched behind her ear. God dammit, she thought .
Gina pulled socal out of her driveway and headed coeds downtown, figuring coeds she'd cruise pic over to the socal huge club and try to socal catch Grace outside. She yawned, reaching over to turn socal on the stereo. Takako socal Minekawa sang about not being socal able to sleep.
Grace's voice crackled into her ear. "Gina. I need for you to meet socal me." She sounded tired. The poor kid was probably worn out from the roll and all that peace, love, unity and respect.
"N-no socalcoedspic."
"I know ," Gina soothed. Grace wished she socal could see her sister's face. "We're in socal some deep socalcoedspic shit. What happened?"
"How do you think, asshole?" Gina spat. Grace brightened pic at her sister's socal brass.
Erik slurped his coffee. The smell made Grace's stomach churn. "You're even hotter than your little sister," he jpg said. "We're going to have lots of fun."
Erik socalcoedspic ignored her, getting up to pull black sheets over the paper shades socal. Grace whimpered a pic little in the socal darkness. "Let's play a game," he suggested, as he moved out of her eyesight. Then she felt Gina flinch.
"A little something to make you less... hung up." Erik replied.
Gina wasn't mad at her sister anymore socal. Sure, she was angry when she woke up socal from the chloroform to find herself tied socal to a chair, but once she heard her story she realized that Grace was just unlucky enough to be singled out by a dangerous pic freak. It looked like encounters socal with mind control enthusiasts ran in the family socalcoedspic. And socal this Erik guy was an entirely different socal animal than her goofy, mostly lovable boyfriend. Seth had just wanted socal to make her wear sexy clothes and fuck his brains out. Yes, Anodyne had socal almost got pic its socal collective mitts on her, but Seth's intentions were clear all along. And he scored bonus points for saving her life coeds. Erik, on the other hand socal, was socal an evil fucker who was nearly impossible to socal read. He coeds would probably socal kill her and her little sister if he had to. Grace had unwittingly stumbled into the web of a very sick, very smart socal predator.
"What a pretty disco ball," Gina remarked. "Can you play "Dancing socal Queen" too? Do you have roller socal skates for us?" She shook out of Erik's socal grasp, bit down hard on his finger and returned to looking pic at her knees.
Gina heard groaning from socal upstairs. She socal jumped, completely hysterical now, and socalcoedspic looked around the room. There was a jpg chair in front socalcoedspic of the socal desk. And a window next socal to the door. Brushing by Grace, she grabbed the chair and ran with all her might toward the window. Threw the chair at the panes, through the pic paper blinds. The sound of shattering socal glass was the most beautiful thing she'd ever heard.
They reached a street socal sign after running about twenty yards. Holding onto it while she caught socal her breath, Gina glanced up socalcoedspic. Sussex Lane. She knew pic exactly where socal they socalcoedspic were - a neighborhood away from Seth's. She glanced back down the street to the house with the broken window and trampled pic hedge. No one had come out the front door yet. None of the socalcoedspic neighbors jpg had come jpg out, either socal. She wrapped pic a sweaty arm around Grace. "C'mon kiddo," she socalcoedspic gasped. "Let socalcoedspic's get socal out of here."
And the lamb lies socalcoedspic down on Broadway socal.
The police socal were surprisingly fast. Mom showed up soon after, predictably hysterical. After awhile, Gina sent Grace home with Mom, then talked to the cops a bit longer. Before long everyone socal was gone, and she took a shower and changed into some things socal she kept in Seth's closet. Seth had pulled her into his lap and pressed a bourbon into her socalcoedspic shaking fingers. He held her silently for awhile, and jpg she socalcoedspic didn't cry. Just clung to him and sipped slowly. Then she asked him to take her to Sullivan's to get her car jpg. He'd protested, saying socalcoedspic he socal could take jpg a friend and do it for her later, but she had insisted on it. The quicker she got socalcoedspic her life as close as possible socalcoedspic to the way it socal was before last night, the socalcoedspic better.
"You bet."
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