Fallout (Crank 3)

scratching beast. “Fuck you,

bitch!” I scream. She is Zoe.

She is my mother. She is …

him. Stop. I have to stop. Can’t …

SUDDENLY, I AM JERKED

Into the air,

kicking,

swinging.

Strong bands

of muscle

encircle me,

pin my arms

against my side.

What in the hell

are you doing,

Summer?

It’s Phil. Of course.

Have you

totally flipped?

“No! It’s not me!”

“It’s her!” I yell,

nodding toward

Erica. “She did it,

not me!” But

even as the words

spit from my mouth,

I know I look like

the crazy one.

I MAKE MYSELF GO LIMP

What happens next