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Karen.

I was shaken when I got home. I didn't know why I barged into Oscar's office. I must have been out of my mind. I needed someone to talk to, someone to blame and someone to show how angry I was, but I wasn't thinking straight.

The moment I saw his mother, I walked out, but I was still shaken. The truth of the matter was that I could have died. If that pimp had successfully pulled the trigger, if that car hadn't run both of them over, I would have been dead. All because of Oscar. All because he felt the need to beat up some pimps on my behalf, thanks to James.

I crawled to a corner on the floor in my room and began to cry. My tummy felt bruised from the punch I had received. I took off my blouse and saw that I was bruised. I was so scared. All I could do was cry. I couldn't believe that I could have died.

They were pimps. Not vampires, not Werewolves, not witches, none of those supernatural shit. They were people, human beings like me, and they could have killed me, all because