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"...Ma..max..." she slurred.
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"Kylie what the hell happened?" He asked, shocked.
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He helped her up, now worried what had happened.
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Kylie couldn't stand up without his help, immediately falling into him.
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He scooped her up easily, carrying her over to her bed.
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She was bloody and bruised, the particularly gruesome parts were her head where she had been hit and she'd torn down there when she had been taken advantage of.
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"Shit, what do we do?" He asked, eyes wide.
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Kylie looked up at Max, in pain and scared.
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"I.. I don't... what do we do?" He asked again
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