He kept me in his arms. He held me to his chest and my head set over his heart. His was racing too. I looked up at him.
"I'm so sorry," I cried.
He shook his head, "don't worry about it."
He gently pushed my head back into his shoulder, and rubbed my back. I quit crying after a few minutes and looked at him.
"Look I love you," he smiled, "no matter what. I just don't want you to be scared of me."
I shook my head, "I'm not scared of you. And I love you too."
He kissed me and I kissed him. Honestly, I was nervous about him. I always feel like he is going to swing at me, or push me down. There is always that memory of my dad. Of his dad. Of the other boy and his father. I just...I don't know how to explain. If you were in my position you would all understand. He always tells me that he won't hurt me. That he will never intentionally harm me. I want to believe me, but I can't. Not now. I really want to...it just don't know how. I don't trust anymore. All my trust has left. To much betrayal. We walked down the stairs slowly and to the kitchen. There was a knock. I walked to the door and opened it. A man put something over my face and dragged me out. I struggled to get free but I couldn't. I felt something hard hit my head and I blacked out.
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RomansEmma: Her mother passed in a car accident and the father blamed her. He doesn't know how to be gentle. He turned into a monster. Then he soon finds out that he needs money. Emma is there. She is his daughter. He had already done bad things to her. W...
