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“Easy. Here, let me help you sit down,” he says as he helps me to sit down on the floor. Everything is still moving. I can’t focus.

“Could you get my friends? I, I don’t feel, rrrright,” I slur.

Richard tucks my hair back behind my ear. “You will feel so much better soon,” he whispers in my ear as he pushes on my shoulders, forcing me to lie down. I can’t fight. I feel too weak and uncoordinated.

I shake my head. “No, no, please, no,” I mumble.

He positions himself between my legs and begins to shove my dress up to my waist. He roughly yanks my clean underwear off. “I promise you will enjoy this. Just relax and enjoy it,” he says as he rips my dress at the bust, freeing my breasts and groping them roughly.

“No, n-n-no,” I murmur as I feel him trying to unzip his pants.

“I’m going to fuck you now, then I’m going to fuck your tight ass,” he pants excitedly.

“Nooo,” I slur. I try to push him off, but my arms are too weak. He just grabs them and pins them above my head.

“You mother fucking cunt!” I hear a deep voice bellow. Richard is yanked off me, and I try to lift my head, but it’s no use. I try to move, but my entire body is too limp. I hear grunting, and when I finally manage to move my head slightly, I see Spider lifting his boot and stomping it down on Richard over and over. “You rape women! You sick fucking cunt!” he roars. Eventually he stops, spitting on Richard, his chest heavy. Blood is splattered across his white T-shirt, and as his eyes land on mine, he comes to me and kneels at my side “Fuck,” he rasps. “Alright sweetheart, I’ve got you,” he says. He quickly pulls down my dress, making sure I’m covered, before he strokes my face.

I try to give him a grateful smile. “Thank you,” I slur.

He swallows and nods, placing a soft affectionate kiss on my forehead before he scoops me up in his arms. He pauses, giving Richard one last kick to the head as he walks past him.

As Spider walks through the parking lot, Star and the others come running over. “Oh my fucking god, what happened?” Star asks.

“She’s been drugged. Fucker is around the back,” Spider spits out angrily.

“Motherfucker!” Star fumes. I’m not sure what she does, but it has everyone in a panic. As Spider climbs into the back of the truck still holding me, several gun shots ring out. Spider cradles me in his arms, his concerned gaze searching my face.

“I’m so fucking sorry, sweetheart,” he rasps while his thumb strokes my face.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

NOVA

Opening my eyes,I squint, trying to take in my surroundings. “You left him there on the ground. Of course we are going to have the fucking police sniffing around,” I hear Ghost sigh.

“No one saw anything, Pres,” I hear Spider defend.

I blink a few times and sit up, groaning at the pounding in my head. “Can you guys keep it down?” I ask, rubbing my head.

Star is at my side immediately. “How are you feeling?” she asks.

I frown. “It’s like I have the worst hangover,” I complain. I frown, looking around. “Why am I in the bar area? And why is everyone stood around like I’m dying?” I ask.

“You don’t remember?” Spider asks from where he is stood to the side with his hands tucked in his pockets.

Closing my eyes, I nod. “Yeah, but you came just in time. Nothing happened, so why are we all gathered in here?” I ask.

“Um,” Star mutters.

Spider takes his hands out of his pockets and grabs a bottle of whiskey from the bar. “Star killed the guy,” Spider states before taking a large glug of whiskey.

I look at Star. “What?” I ask.

She looks up. “I saw Spider carrying you, and I knew what had happened. I saw red, grabbed a gun, ran around the back where Spider had beaten the shit out of him, and shot him.”

“How many times?” Spider presses.

Star looks sheepish. “I may have unloaded the entire barrel,” she mutters.

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