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harry

The two walked me home later, after making me a coffee and making me drink a bunch of water.

We had to turn back the moment we left, because I needed to go the toilet.

Once I got home, I thought I got away with it; I wasn't fully sober, and I stepped on the loud step. I saw an angry Vernon ready to scream.

"Shh, they'll call the police if they hear you. They think you abuse me." I lied. They wouldn't call the police, they'd take matters into their own hands.

He huffed and went back to bed, and I sighed.

I needed a shower, but it was too late for that, and I didn't want to risk angering my uncle any more. 

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