Chapter 2

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Anyssas pov
I ran from Dean, I love him...I really do b..b..but how. How is this true. It's been 6 or 7 years since i've seen him. He was my heart, my soul. I was heartbroken when he left.
I've been walking so long, I didn't realize that I was lost. The only number I had on my phone was Dean's, but after what just happened 10 minutes ago. No way im going to let him see my face. So I just started walking, and luckily I found a bar. I went in and ordered like 5 Mojitos and 2 vodkas. I was pretty much drunk and depressed. I went to go buy another drink when I ran into a man. It was Dean, I leaned in to kiss him. "ANYSSA!" He pushed away. "You're drunk Anyssa, and im not gonna take that to advantage."
"Come on Deano. Let's have a little fun." I slurred. "No." And with that he through me over his shoulders and into his car. "Where are you taking me." "To my hotel room, you're to drunk to spend the night alone."

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