Page 170 of Crank (Crank 1)


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You weren’t lying,

you bitch!

I laid there, sobbing, as he worked

and sweated over me. Stoked by the

monster, it took him a long time to finish.

Give me a line,

I’ll give you an encore.

He pulled away, sticky and bloody.

Throbbing inside and out, I didn’t move,

didn’t dare look him in the eye.

What the hell

is the matter, Bree?

I stared up at the clouds, gathering

into gloom, shrouding the moon.

“My name is Kristina.”

But It Was Bree

Not a Blink of Remorse

Brendan didn’t say a word

most of the way home. He

drove slowly, just under the

limit. I watched him, out

of the corner of my eye.

He didn’t look so perfect

anymore. His nose had a

bump and his eyebrows

almost joined. And, of course,

I knew what he was made of.

Finally, he found a few words—

his thank you for the gift he had

stolen, the one I should have given

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