Chapter Seven

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Paul drove us home.

Jesse was still dead to the world; excuse the pun, when Paul dragged him into the car.

Man, was that the quietest ride I've ever had.

We didn't talk at all. For once in Paul's annoying life, he actually kept his mouth shut.

But like I had anything I wanted to say to Paul.

Uh-uh, nope.

Anyways, when we got to my house, Jesse was still unconscious, so we had to lug him up to my bedroom window (my family didn't know I was gone remember?) and lay him onto my bed.

And Paul left.

Oh my gosh, what the heck just happened? One minute I was getting changed, and now, oh now I was just going to have to be Paul's chick.

And I had Jesse back.

I looked over to him and saw all his bruises and cuts. He had them all over him, on his face, all over his well toned body and all down his arms and legs. They had really beaten him up bad.

But Jesse was still so hot with all of the bruises and stuff, but he looked so helpless just lying there.

Man did I hate Paul then.

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