Control

I didn't know what to do, I didn't know what to think, nor to expect. My grandparents were going to kill me if this guy didn't first. Death. I was too young to die, wasn't I? No, even I knew the answer to that. My beautiful little sister... I shook my head. I wanted to get out of here. I couldn't. I was trapped. And no one knew... dammit! What happened to 'never walk the streets alone' or 'stay in a group'? I wished I'd stayed at that party now, no matter how out of control it got. At least then I had the power to stop and prevent some of my mate's actions. I had no power here, no control. And I had no idea how long it would last.

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