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Chapter 8

Kelly wakes up, in a random yard, only her bra and shorts.
"What the fuck??" She says rubbing her eyes. She gets up and feels sore.
What did I do last night?
She looks at her phone, 2:30pm.
"Well I already missed school..."
She throws up.
Ughhh, I feel like shit.
She texts Chet, "What the hell happened last night?" A message appears "You have been blocked by this number."
She gets confused. She calls Liai.
"Hey can you pick me up?"
"Ummm, yeah." She says, awkwardly.
"Cool, I'm like across from Playview Apartments."
"Ok." Liai says and then hangs up.
Weird.
Shortly Liai's car arrives.
"Hey BFF, thanks for doing this."
"No problem."
"What's with you?"
"Nothing"
Kelly looks at her, but Liai doesn't even face her.
The rest of the ride is complete silence.
They get to her house and she gets out.
"Thanks girlie." Kelly says.
Liai speeds away in her car.
Kelly watches her drive off.
WTF, is going on?
Kelly looks at her phone but it's dead.
She goes up to her room and shuts the door. She plugs in her phone and waits.
She looks into her mirror. He makeup all smudged, hair all trashed. She sits down but a pain interrupts her. She looks at her ass in the mirror, all bruised.
Okay now I'm really getting scared.
He phone buzzes to life.
379 text messages.
She opens messaging. Her eyes start to tear up.
"You are a fucking whore."
"Slut"
"Kill yourself."
"LOL you love big cock daddy?"
"Look at Snapchat."
Snapchat?
She opens the app. She opens a random story.
"Is that me?"
She listens to the audio.
"Holy shit!" Chet's voice shouts.
The camera looks down to someone who looks like her.
"Oh my god."
She opens another story.
"That's right get your pussy by Chet."
"Moan baby girl"
Tears crawl down her face.
She screams.
Open another one.
"Wanna cop a feel?"
She sees Issac's face flash on screen.
"Um, no thanks."
Issac??