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with Meathead grabbing each of them by the neck, leading them out of the bar.
    “Thanks, Ian,” I acknowledged, turning back to my drinks that were now waiting in front of me.
    “You might want to slow down, Andi,” he warned as I sucked down two more shots.
    I giggled at him and nearly fell off the stool but managed to pull myself upright again.
    “He’s not a bad guy,” he informed me as he wiped down the counter in front of me.
    Instantly, my temper flared. “How would I know? He never gave me the opportunity to see. It’s cool. It was just sex, Ian. I’m a big girl.” I was annoyed that he was trying to defend his friend to me. Me, the girl who had been stood up. “I’ll take two more,” I ordered as the room spun momentarily.
    “I think you’ve had enough, Andi,” he remarked, scowling.
    “Dammit, Ian! Give me two more fucking shots and I’ll leave. Your dumbass friend stood me up without so much a reason. You at least owe me that just for being his fucking friend,” I burst out, getting pissed that he was trying to cut me off.
    He sighed heavily and slammed two more shot glasses in front of me, filling them up. Smiling, I tossed those two back as well. The band started up again so I decided I would go dancing. Feeling more and more affected by the shots by the second, I half-danced half-stumbled toward the stage.
    As the music thrummed on, I started dancing, running my fingers through my hair. A couple of different guys tried dancing with me, but I was so wasted, that I could barely stand and they lost interest. When the set finally ended, I started jumping up and down, shouting, “Encore!” The world began spinning wildly on me and I completely passed out, slamming my head on the hardwood floor.
    When I came to, I was being carried by a pair of strong arms. The arms carried me straight to a black sedan, and I passed out once more.
     
     
    A DARK TWO WEEKS…
    The pills help take the edge off of my insanity. And even though I don’t feel like doing anything, I know I have to take my finals. After next week, I’ll be able to finally close this horrible chapter on my life.
    I have the first of five starting in half an hour. Three are scheduled today and the other two will be for tomorrow. Pepper is watching me from her bed over her book, which means she’s analyzing my mood again.
    “Ready for your finals?” she asks quietly.
    “I guess. Just ready to get them all over with,” I say honestly, grabbing up my book bag.
    “Good luck, hon,” she smiles at me.
    Instead of smiling back, I just wave. When I open the door to leave, my heart falls all the way into my stomach. Fucking Bray.
    “Andi, hear me out,” he pleads, advancing toward me. I’m going to be sick. I’m going to throw up right here. My tears are now falling helplessly down my face. He reaches to wipe them and I jerk away quickly, slapping his hand away.
    Pepper realizes something is up and I can hear her bolting to the door. I’m frozen, staring at his handsome face. I hate him. She grabs my hand and pulls me back into the room then rushes out the door, slamming it shut behind her. I can hear them arguing.
    “Leave her the fuck alone. Do not ever come back here again. You have left her a fucking mess, and I just made progress with her. You ruined her, Bray. Leave it be and don’t ever try to contact her again or I will fucking kill you. Don’t test me,” Pepper seethes.
    Retreating back to my bed, I collapse, trying to tune out his response. God, I hate him. And it hurts so bad.
     

 

     
     
    I could feel the sun shining on my face, causing me to squint. Oh my God. I had a splitting headache. How did I get to bed? I had really no recollection after falling to the floor last night. Wow, I had made a big fool out of myself last night.
    I came to the realization that a heavy arm was draped across my middle. Crap! I took home some stranger last night. I hope to God he remembered to use a condom. Pepper would be pissed at