Tortured

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~Trinity POV~

He smelled so good, his strong cologne captivating me with it's powerful senses. His hair combed the side of ear with a boyish hair cut and he was that stronge, brave guy that I fell in love with as i got to know him.

Kyle pulled me into those strong arms and then he whispered into my ear even though he didn't want to break our hug, "We probably should get some of your stuff, before your dad gets here if hes not already."

I grab his hand, pulling him upstairs to my room, and grab a bag to start stuffing it with some of my clothes and things I need after letting go of his strong hand.

I got everything, zipping my bag and getting ready to flee out the door when I heard a loud bang of front door downstairs.

"Dad..." I mummble under my breath, my throat going dry and my heart stopping for a quick second.

"Shh...you'll be okay." Kyle whispers into my ear, when he wraps his arms around my waiste lightly so he doesn't hurt me by touching the marks on my back. It was like he knew how I felt the moment the door shut downstairs, unless it was the sight of my face losing all texture to it.

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I stared at the door for a long period of time, wondering what was going to happen. Only, when his footsteps came up thw stairs like a pounding of drums, I turned my attention to Kyle's and had the look of panic come to my face.

"Hide..." I whisper to him and point at my closet, he shakes his head refusing but I plead my eyes into his.

"I'm not leaving you to face him on your own.." he whispers to me, amd I hear the door slowly start to turn.

"Please...I'll be fine." I say to him, and he gives in letting go of me and taking one last look at me, before getting into my closet. He shut the door quietly and I walked to my bed. Putting my feet on it, laying down acting casual, the door to my bedroom came open.

My intruder becoming more visual.

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