Page 179 of Crank (Crank 1)

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I thought of the letter

in my room, the one

that had poured from me

only hours before.

If I mailed it …

It’s bending now.

I shifted

and the throb in my thighs

reminded me of the “new” me.

“But what about …”

Come on.

I’m not exactly chaste.

Chaste Chase?

A monster-fed

giggle tried to slip out.

I relegated

it to a tooth-baring grin.

You’re so beautiful

when you smile.

He kissed me then,

so sweetly, I truly

felt beautiful, despite

the ugliness

that would always remain.

No one can take you

from you, Kristina.

Tears slipped

from my eyes.

Chase absorbed

every one,

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