How could this be happening?
"C'mon, give me some kisses," he said as he curled his hands around me. I sighed under my breath and stood up, giving him a hug. He must have felt that I was tensing up because he started massaging my shoulders.
I flinched back, not wanting him to be close. I could smell his beer breath, making me cringe.
He was drunk, all right. But what could I do about it?
"Come." His words were harsh. I shook my head, and grabbed my stuff, ready to leave.
All of a sudden, I felt his rough hands around my hip. "I said, come." I tensed up.
And I punched him in the face.
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White Daisies
Short Story❝Sometimes all you need is love.❞ A girl and a boy. They fall in love, of course. But what does the girl receive? White daisies and love. As they fall in love, watch as their story and journey grow. [#694 in Short Story]