I woke up in a dumpster. There was gum in my hair, my left shoe was missing. The taste of vomit lingered in my mouth. Reluctantly, I sat up. My head was spinning. One leg after another, I made it out of the dumpster. I could hear driving cars. Every engine is like a hurricane in my head, It echos and echos until it slowly fades to a sharp pain. Then the memories came rushing back.
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He dragged me to room with nothing in it, similar to the room I was in before. There was a bed in the corner. But unlike my room the bed was bigger with black comforter. My hands hit the cold cement floor. Violently he slams the door behind him as he walks toward me. I scoot back in fear of what was going to happen next.
His footsteps bounced off the walls. As he grabbed my arm tightly and dragged me toward the bed I felt my arm bruising. He shoved me on the bed. He pulled himself onto me. i cried out "Please stop you're scaring me." His breathing increased while he kissed my neck. Knowing he was stronger and weaker then me I cried softly to myself. Although he heard this it was clear he didn't care. I ignored him thinking of things that made me happy. A series of things flashed through my head but nothing worked. I felt the cold air pierce my chest as he ripped off my shirt.
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Dangerous Crush
Teen FictionNina was just an ordinary girl...with amazing friends. Until one day Logan...a handsome young blonde caught her attention. Little did she know...her life was going to change...for better...or worse?
