tongue nauseates me as it moves further and further down.

I can’t take any more.

I. CAN’T. TAKE. ANY. MORE!!!

The boiling hatred erases every bit of doubt I had left. It brings me to a place where I’m willing to do anything to be free from these suffocating cuffs. That includes folding both thumbs in and squeeeeeezing. 

The lethal combination of panic and disgust keeps me going until the bones snap from their sockets. Two loud pops are heard as the thumbs slide freely out of the way. A bolt of lightning-fast pain rips down both arms. It pushes out an unexpected scream that accidently alerts Nick to my not-so-stealthy plan. The sudden cry forces him to drop his lip-based assault on my neck. While my plan...

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