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The icy rain seemed to prick my skin as I walked down the streets of London. I was hoping that the rain would hide my tears while I quickly weaved through crowds of people holding umbrellas.

Out of all the people in the world, why did such a horrible thing have to happen to me? I was beaten, bruised, and I could barely walk. It took all my might not to let my legs collapse right under me.

I just had to get to him. I would be safe there. I reached the familiar dirt road that I've grown to love. Elliot St. I ran down the road, not caring about how much they were hurting.

I had to get to him.

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AUTHORS NOTE:
OHH CLIFFANGER
I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! I deleted the prologue because it didn't really fit in the direction I wanted to go in so I just posted the first chapter :) this plot is based off a dream I had which is super weird. But the dream was really descriptive so I was like, hey I should make a fan fiction out of this haha. But anyway love you loads and please remember to vote and favorite this story it would mean a bunch :) <3 ~Jenet

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