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He nodded, pecking her lips one last time. "Yeah, it's getting kinda late anyway." Max noted |
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Kylie nodded. "See you tomorrow," |
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Max nodded. "Love you, drive safe!" He called, Rocky demanding he let him outside. |
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She drove home, but hadn't realized she had been followed. She got out of her car, going into her dorm. Ali and Jenna weren't there tonight, they had gone out. So it was just Kylie. Kylie got ready for bed, unknowing of the figure just outside her door. When her light switched off, he entered, immediately hitting her to knock her out and then proceeded to have his way with her. The next day, she didn't come to class, or text Max or go to see him because she was still laid on the floor, unconcious, right where the figure left her. |
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Max awoke to his alarm blaring, checking his phone to see if Kylie was up yet. -good morning- He texted, unknowing of what had happened. The man stood and got ready for class, expecting Kylie to be there---per usual. |
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Kylie remained unconscious, blood dripping from her wounds onto the floor. Ali and Jenna didn't find her. They had just gone straight to class. |
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Max carried on with his day, figuring she had gotten caught up in homework or was still asleep. |
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Eventually, that evening, Kylie woke again, coughing up blood. She looked around, confused. What had happened? Why did her head hurt so bad? Her clothes were gone. Had Max come over, and they got a little too rough? Where was he now? She reached for her phone calling him. |
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"Hey, texted you earlier, get caught up in homework?" Max asked with a chuckle, currently eating at a cafe on campus. |
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