Mike.
"I'll try to kiss you if you let m-Shit SHIT FUCK" I slammed hard on the break and the car screeched to a halt. I couldn't escape the damn car fast enough. By the time I reached him he was unconscious. I scooped down and picked him up, the poor thing weighed fuck all. I carried him round to the car and placed him gently in the back seat and jumped in the front. I watched him in the rear view mirror as the town sped past the window.
He coughed and a small trickle of blood escaped his lips.
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The Wrong Kind Of Love.
De TodoStuck in an abusive relationship Kellin doesn't know what to do. Too weak to walk away or seek help Kellin finds shelter in his new friend Vic. Soon enough he find himself developing strong feelings for the young Mexican. Will Kellin have the streng...
