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    To Spashley With Love – (Chapter: Chapter Forty-Two)

    “Don’t ever talk about my girl again!” Ashley yelled.

    “Why don’t you try and make me?” challenged the boy.

     “You really need to go!” I said to the boy.  The boy ignored me and went to hit Ashley, but she blocked him.

    “Let them fight while we get a drink,” began Daniel as he put his arm around my shoulder.  I pushed his arm off my shoulder and I was about to walk away when Daniel intercepted.

    “Get the hell out of my way,” I growled.  I kicked him hard in the stomach and attempted to run towards Ashley, but he grabbed me by my hair.  Seriously, what was with guys doing that?  Let go of me, Daniel!  Ashley, help me, please!  Daniel muffled my mouth and I bit his hand.  Even while trying to fight him back, he was still stronger than me and forced a drink down my throat. Daniel seemed to be giving a gesture to the boy, but I couldn’t tell what it was.  I hated the taste and how it burned my throat.  I spat it out in his face and attempted to escape.  I looked at Ashley’s direction and noticed that she was passed out on the floor and it seemed that the boy had left. 

    “She’s not here to save you now, princess,” sneered Daniel.  There’s no escape from me. 

    “W-what the hell was in that drink?” I questioned feeling the effect of whatever he put in that drink.

    “That’s nothing you have to worry about, my dear,” responded Daniel cruelly.  The events that occurred after that became a blur, but I didn’t know at the time it would change my life for the worst.

    The next day, I woke up in Ashley’s room.  It didn’t register to me at first why I felt dirty.  It felt like I hadn’t showered in days.  I gently shook Ashley trying to figure out if everything that happened was just another nightmare.  It had to be.  I sat up on the bed.  “Ash, babe,” I began on the verge of tears. 

    “Yeah?” said Ashley groggily.  Ashley sat up as well.

    “W-what happened last night?” I questioned in a worried tone.

    “I remember getting in a fight with some guy, but now it seems like it was a decoy,” responded Ashley with a sigh.  The loser knocked me out cold.  What are you worried about what happened last night?  Did Daniel try to make a move on you?  If he did, I swear I’ll…

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