Page 198 of Fallout (Crank 3)


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Back to me. You are mine, aren’t

you? Didn’t you say you loved me?

I tried to nod, but a vortex of

confusion sucked me in. “Uh …

yes. I mean, I guess. I mean …”

I wasn’t sure about anything.

But even if I’d wanted to change

my mind, it was too late. Matt’s hurt

had fanned into full-blown anger.

I guess, I mean, whatever. Fuck

you both. I don’t need a whore

like you, Summer. And no one

needs a so-called friend like you.

He was solidly in Kyle’s face.

And Kyle reacted badly, shoving

Matt backward. Hard enough

to land Matt on his butt. Just

leave us the fuck alone, okay?

I was mortified. Freaked out

that it had gone so badly.

Even more freaked out at how

easily Kyle went off. Crazy.

But that didn’t change how I feel.

Didn’t make me love him less.

In fact, in some perverted way,

it was sort of a turn-on.

EVEN SO

One thing I do know.

I don’t ever want to

make him mad at me,

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