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f my throat. My tongue felt thick, and

off the other side of the mattress, narrowly

el, and I kicked blindly

the locked oak door and pounded

t was solid and heavy, built t

Thud

ut of my mouth and scream

They're going to

, but I kept scr

my fingernails tore and blood s

sharp, but I

g over; he just stood by the bed, laughing

g, Mrs. Hurley

ms and leaned aga

busy taking care of hi

crack of the door, praying to hear

ears. The drug was hitting my bloodstream fast, maki

und of Brennan's heavy footsteps echoed fro

nged my fist against the door one more time. Bloo

k, whiny voice floated

el so dizzy, my

tantly. The silence was w

in Brennan's voice as he called out to her, ask

I think the baby is upset..

is voice was cold and impatient, the same voice he used with me. "She's just putting

downstairs slammed shut. The bang was so

h the walls, snuffing out the

to come to the stairs, and he had

o the floor, hot tears mixin

nd the room was spinning

carpet and grabbed a sharp ceramic shard fro

palm, letting the sharp edge cut into m

he shard slipper