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My heart thuds in my chest as I watch the scene unfold before me. My hands are clammy and my body shakes with adrenaline. I resist the urge to vomit from the intensity of the situation. He won’t listen to me, and I can’t stomach it anymore, so I run.
My hands shake as I try to push through the gawking room of spectators, my heart racing with each step. I can feel the heat of the room and the adrenaline coursing through my body.
I manage to spot a door to either the front or the backyard.
It doesn’t matter which one.
I just need to get out.
I’m almost there when my body thumps into someone and stops me dead in my tracks.
“Violet, what the hell is wrong?”
Her voice sounds like it’s underwater but it’s Kennedy.
“Neo,” I say, out of breath.
She grabs me firmly by the shoulders. “Neo, what? Use your words.”
“Choking.”
“What do you mean by choking? Is he choking, or did the jackass choke you?” She uses her hands to check for marks on my neck, then looks me squarely in the face. “I don’t understand. Tell me again. What’s wrong? Your eyes are bloodshot. Were you drinking?”
“You’re talking too fast,” I tell her as I pull her by the arm into the main room of the frat house, then point. “There!”
Blake is still on the floor, turned on his side, practically coughing up a lung, and Neo is now fighting three frat house guys. The way his body swings, landing each blow with calculated precision, is not surprising, but it’s the look on his face when he does it.
He’s enjoying this.
Frankly, it’s disconcerting.
“Neo, stop playing with them and end this!” Kennedy shouts.
Suddenly, Neo knees one guy in the balls, chops another in the throat with the side of his hand, and finally the other guy sees the forest for the trees and backs away with his hands up in surrender.
“If I ever see him or any of you even look in her direction, I’ll be back, and then this ends in a very different fucking way,” he tells the room, his nose flaring in anger.
The music has stopped, and no one says a word as Neo approaches Kennedy and me and shuffles us promptly out of the frat house.
“Let’s go.”
Once we’re out, Kennedy and I follow Neo as he walks angrily ahead of us. Neither of us says a word to him or each other until about five minutes into our walk.
“What the fuck was that?” Kennedy breaks the silence, raising her arms up for emphasis.
Neo stops moving and finally turns around. The fresh air is helping to wake me up and I notice that Neo didn’t get out of the brawl unscathed, although I shouldn’t feel any sympathy for the maniac. He brutally attacked Blake for no good damn reason.
“Where were you?” he asks her, and it sounds more like an accusation than a question.
“Why? Because you’re reporting my whereabouts back to Shane?”
“No, because while you were doing whatever the fuck you were doing, your friend here was being drugged.”
Kennedy studies me carefully now.
“Drugged?”
“I had the punch,” I explain. “But I smelled it and there was no alcohol in it. I don’t think I was drugged.”
