They rolled up to a stoplight and Grace mefuckyoulongtime looked out mefuckyoulongtime the window, trying in vain mefuckyoulongtime to fling her thoughts outside, away from the nightmare she was living. She heard Erik fumbling around next mefuckyoulongtime to her, then felt something mefuckyoulongtime jab her arm. Grace mefuckyoulongtime closed mefuckyoulongtime her eyes, bit her mefuckyoulongtime lip. She didn't need to look; she could already feel what was happening.
The deal was this: Grace wanted to celebrate her high school graduation in style, at this really big mefuckyoulongtime party downtown . Only Mom would never let her stay out mefuckyoulongtime all night mefuckyoulongtime, so Grace mefuckyoulongtime had lied mefuckyoulongtime and told her mefuckyoulongtime she was spending the night at Gina's (before mefuckyoulongtime asking her first, as usual). Big Sister had charitably agreed on the mefuckyoulongtime condition that she mefuckyoulongtime would pick up Grace mefuckyoulongtime at the mefuckyoulongtime end of the festivities mefuckyoulongtime - she didn't want someone with a head mefuckyoulongtime full of hallucinogens driving Grace home. They were supposed to touch base at 4:00 A.M. to coordinate.
When she rolled mefuckyoulongtime into the parking lot of Sullivan's - a grease pit of an all mefuckyoulongtime-night mefuckyoulongtime diner - Grace mefuckyoulongtime was mefuckyoulongtime nowhere to be mefuckyoulongtime seen. Gina mefuckyoulongtime was too tired to get out and look for her, and she was just about to pick up her phone when she saw Grace get out of a big gray Blazer across the lot. A tall, dark haired mefuckyoulongtime guy stepped down from the driver's side and moved in behind her. Gina slowly drove over to them and mefuckyoulongtime rolled down her window. Grace looked really mefuckyoulongtime fucked up, while her new boyfriend stared down at Gina with uncomfortable mefuckyoulongtime intensity. She disliked him mefuckyoulongtime immediately. Glancing at Grace, she said, "You ready?"
Grace started to cry , but she managed to tell Gina everything that mefuckyoulongtime happened to her mefuckyoulongtime at the rave - Erik, Sylvie, the truck in the parking lot mefuckyoulongtime. "...And then he made me call you so he mefuckyoulongtime could get pictures you, too," she sobbed. "I'm so sorry I got you into this, Gina."
"What's this mefuckyoulongtime?" she heard her sister say mefuckyoulongtime.
"A little something to make you less... hung up." Erik replied.
She mefuckyoulongtime was starting to feel a lot like she'd eaten a hash mefuckyoulongtime brownie, which wasn't all mefuckyoulongtime that mefuckyoulongtime unpleasant. In fact, it was mellowing her out a little. If anything mefuckyoulongtime, it mefuckyoulongtime made her feel braver. As Erik stood over mefuckyoulongtime her mefuckyoulongtime, nursing his chewed mefuckyoulongtime up finger , she pointedly ignored him.
Then he mefuckyoulongtime seemed to decide something. "Okay, we'll come back to you." He walked behind mefuckyoulongtime her, to Grace.
They reached mefuckyoulongtime a street sign after running about twenty yards mefuckyoulongtime. Holding onto it while she caught her mefuckyoulongtime breath, Gina glanced up . Sussex Lane. She knew exactly where they were - a neighborhood away mefuckyoulongtime from Seth's. She glanced back down the street to the mefuckyoulongtime house mefuckyoulongtime with the broken window and trampled hedge. No one had come out the front mefuckyoulongtime door yet. None of the mefuckyoulongtime neighbors had come out, either. She wrapped a mefuckyoulongtime sweaty arm around Grace. "C'mon mefuckyoulongtime kiddo mefuckyoulongtime," she gasped. "Let's get out mefuckyoulongtime of here."
Exits into daylight, spraygun mefuckyoulongtime hid,
He was just about mefuckyoulongtime to light another cigarette, when he heard his front door burst open, followed by the sound of labored breathing.
Gina grabbed him tightly and pressed mefuckyoulongtime her face into his neck. Breathed for a moment mefuckyoulongtime. Then looked up at him through mefuckyoulongtime her bangs. "Call the fucking cops."
They pulled into the lot, next pictures to Gina's little white car. There weren't many people here this time of the afternoon. The sun pounded the blacktop in pictures the dirty parking mefuckyoulongtime lot, and the restaurant's air conditioner stuttered in the already oppressive June heat. Gina could mefuckyoulongtime smell a dumpster mefuckyoulongtime through the open mefuckyoulongtime window. As they stepped out of Seth's ride, her mefuckyoulongtime cell phone rang. A piece of mefuckyoulongtime paper fluttered on the windshield of mefuckyoulongtime her mefuckyoulongtime car, trapped under a wiper blade. The humid breeze made it rattle softly. Absently, she handed the phone to Seth.
"Uh. I have mefuckyoulongtime to go. Yep. We'll be in touch." Seth materialized next to her. "Kitten mefuckyoulongtime? Whatcha got there?"
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