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CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

VENITA:

"Do you think Taylor Swift is Beyonce?"

"What? That doesn't make any sense at all."

"Exactly. Why would you be talking about aliens when we haven't finished handling issues with humans? Girl, get it together. Get some fuckery if you need it to release emotions."

"I'm serious, Simeon. I have been hearing, seeing, and feeling odd things."

"Have you been drinking?"

"That's the thing. No. I hadn't sipped alcohol since the last incident, and Landon looked me in the eyes and said that I had been drinking. This morning, I saw blood on my nails. I know I didn't injure myself or anyone." I had to tell her to ease the craziness that was building up. If I didn't communicate with someone, I might lose it.

"I think I need to get you a psychiatrist because you're losing it. If Landon says you drank, then you did drink."

She had a point. Maybe I drank too much without remembering. Nothing seemed real anymore to me. There was no way my thoughts were sane. "I don't know," I shook my head.

"You
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