Disfunctional Relations .2

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Aubrye in the mm and also angel. Angels the adult.

This isnt gonna be hella long simply because wattpad was being a DUMBASS and decided it would be cool to delete the hella long story i had. So here it goes. I will update tomarrow tho.

"August, PLEASE, stopppp!!" I pleaded as for the umpteenth time, he struck you with the whipp.

"Didnt i tell you to shut_up." He said with power and confidence in his voice.

"I know, just please, stop, i thought u loved me?" I whispered

That seemed to bother him. That power and confidence in his voice when he spoke turned into pure regret and pitty, which i, for one didnt need.

"How can you say that Angel, i love you more than i love myself sometimes." He was on the verge of tears just by a few words. "Look, i know im not the best husband, i know im not anywhere close, but I DO love u, Angel.".

I knew i was wrong for saying that. I regetted it as soon as it came out of my mouth.
" I know babe, I dont know why i said that." He looked me in my eyes all i saw was regret and sorrow.

"Babe, can u take these chains off." I pleaded, wanting to be free.

Instead of doing what I expected him to do he walked up to me, lust taking over. "Lemme make it up to you." be whispered my ear. There was nuthin i could physically do. i mean i just happened to be ALL TIED UP at the moment.

His lips moved around my neck makig a mark. He didnt get a chance to go further.

"Stop Aug, we dont have time, I have to pick up our daughter, Aubrye, remember her?" He let me up without saying a word.

I quickly got situated and walked out the door with the only one thing on my mind, and that was my kid.

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I got back home from picking Aubrye. Up and getting a few things at the store for cuts and wounds. Also, i got some hiegene stuff. I got Aubrye out pf here little booster, and walked to the front door. I unlocked the door and found my house to be in total disarray. WHERE THE HELL IS AUGUST!!

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Please and thankyou. Im outchea doe.

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