Page 39 of The Pact


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“Drunk?” I croak out.

I didn’t have anything but soda. I feel heavy and strange, and my body is so warm. I open my eyes to my fingers, and I can’t get them to move right. They feel like they aren’t even on my body. I need to get my phone… Where is it? In my pocket? My jeans…I have jeans on. I feel the girl slip my phone out.

“Who do you want me to call to come get you?” I hear her talking to someone outside the bathroom. The voices are low, and the people speaking are confused about who I am.

Who am I?

“Who do we call?” another voice asks. She pushes my hair behind my ear. I close my eyes and picture him. The person I need, the only one who can help me.

“Jace.”

Then it all goes black.

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