He was that kind of boyfriends, he is just perfect, perfect face, perfect body, perfect personality, perfect career and perfect in bed..
He is the dream of every girl, and I was the girl of his dreams..
I was so lucky to have him, to hold him, to bear his child inside me..
But I couldn't save myself, I couldn't speak up..
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This is for every girl out there, who can't speak for herself, who doesn't even know that she is abused..
I hear you, we hear you, you're not alone..
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It is only a fanfiction, no offense to Frenkie de Jong, he is such a sweetheart, but I thought he would be a good character, given his fame, his charm, and the time which he spent with his girlfriend is too long.
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Fanfiction" Please Frenkie, I beg you.. I'm afraid.. " I said with teary eyes " How could you! " He approached me with fast steps, pushing me hardly against the wall - " You just need to know how to be loved right.. " I saw his dark green eyes gazing at me i...
