"You wouldn't," Ace stated firmly. "Oh, but sweet heart I would." He said smirking down upon me. "Fine," I say giving up. He smirks again then he unties me. "Have fun," he says smirking evilly. "Can I have a blanket," I asked realizing my clothes were torn, bad. "Nope," he says bitterly. "Fine then your package," I say pointing towards my crotch. "Will freeze," I finish. He looks around. He disappeared for a second, but returned with a blanket. He tossed it at me and with that I left.
At times I wish I never would've meet Josh. If I wouldn't have met him I'd still be a virgin, I wouldn't have been raped because I wouldn't have met Tyler. I wouldn't have to do unspeakable acts. And most importantly I wouldn't love him. And I wouldn't be scared of losing him.
"Miss?" A voice questions beside me as I walk down the street. I look to see a older man in a police car. My savior is here.
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Author's note: sorry it took awhile for me to update. My life it's rough right now. But next week's chapter will be a Q and A. So ask away.
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Don't Hurt Me
Teen FictionAce has good and bad experiences while going through 10th grade. Part of it being experiencing love Warning this was my first book. It was kinda rushed. So as you read it you might find some chapters are edited to sound better, or make more sense.
