Page 266 of Mr. Beast


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I picked up the pace. I could probably outrun them if I had to. Jackasses, I hated that I even need to consider it.

“Hey, baby. Wanna party?”

I took a deep breath, trying to remain calm as I walked even faster.

“Where you going, babe? We won’t take very long.”

Laughter filled the air behind me. Why didn’t I call Jocelyn to come pick me up? I’d stayed late in the lab working on assignments before, but I had always made sure she came to get me.

“You better fucking stop, bitch.”

The tone of the taunting voice had changed. My heart beat faster as I clutched the straps of my backpack, wondering if I should stop or keep going. I glanced down the dark, deserted path ahead and saw nothing.

“You hear me, bitch?”

They sounded close. Too close. I gripped my phone. Dial 911, I told myself.

“Get her!” someone yelled.

A hand grabbed my shoulder and squeezed. I stopped and spun around, phone in my hands.

“I’m recording this,” I said, holding up the device.

“Fuck you and your phone,” the man said then slapped it out of my hand.

It skidded across the bricks of the walkway.

“What the hell?

I took a step toward the phone. When I bent over to pick it up, the group of five guys whistled and made crude comments about my ass.

“You’re lucky you didn’t break it,” I said as I stood up with it in my hand.

“Oh? Are we? Little girl’s got some balls, does she?”

They reminded me of wolves as they circled around me. One took a swig from a fifth of whiskey then handed it to someone else.

“Look, I’m calling the police. You don’t want to be here when they arrive.”

I held my phone up and turned on the screen.

Would they leave if I acted calm and not afraid? That was my only hope.

“Come on,” he said. “Let me get a taste of you at least.”

“No!” I shouted then attempted to walk past him.

He and the others stopped me, closing the circle.

“You’re not hot enough to fuck, but I’ll give you a little lick,” red-shirt said.

“Get her, Derek,” someone said.

“Don’t use my name, asshole!” he shouted angrily.

“Look, if you let me go on my way, we’ll call it a night, okay? No harm, no foul.”

“Like I said, let me get a little taste, and I’ll let you go on your way.”

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