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A bit of E? As in ecstasy?This fucking man!
I take it all back. It’s not me. It’s most definitely all them!
I am trying to think of when he gave me the drinks. The first was early, way before they went out, as it wasn’t even dark then.
I glance at the clock above the oven.
Twelve-oh-nine A.M.
So it was only in my second drink. Did I drink it?!
No! I had been about to when Laura’s scream scared me.
Okay, so maybe I’ll take Billy off the moron list. That just leaves Daniel, Jason, and the asshole standing in front of me.
Too lost in my own thoughts, I don’t notice as Dale worms his way closer to me until it’s too late.
His mouth is on mine, and his tongue is in my mouth before I can stop him.
Our bodies are so close that I can’t get my hands between us to shove him off. The taste of the vodka he and the boys had been taking shots of makes me feel nauseous.
I punch at his side, but Dale only grips my face tighter.
Panicked, I do the only thing I can do. I stomp on his foot. It’s not the most precise attack nor the strongest—I’m sure there is a self-defense teacher who would fail me out of their class had they seen it—but it’s effective.
Dale lets out a screech that would make a dog cringe. His fingers dig into my cheek before he hops back, spitting curses at me, but . . . fuck him!
And fuck this trip!
I rush around him and out the back door, gulping as much air into my lungs as I can. I keep running, stopping only when I reach the tree line.
My heart pounds, my whole body shakes, and my chin clenches as my tears break free.
I need to make a new list for him to go on: the biggest, douchiest, moron of all morons! That’s what he is.
Argh!
A sound behind startles me. When I turn, the back door is still open, but Dale is no longer in the kitchen. I glance around to check that he didn’t follow me out.
He didn’t.
My body sags with relief. I genuinely don’t know what I would have done if he had.
Another scream rips through the air, louder this time. Traveling out of the open back door and disappearing into the woods.
It sounded like Laura.
I roll my eyes. I want to stay out here a little longer, but it’s pretty cold already, and I can feel the bite of the wind more now that my body has calmed.
Is it too late to go back and kick him in the nuts?
Jackass. The more I stand thinking about it, the more riled I get.
He tried to drug me. Drug me!
What would have happened if I had drank it?
That thought makes me freeze on the spot as horror washes over me. And now I am no longer cold. I’m burning up. Pure rage courses through me.
