It was him. The face that haunted my nightmares, the man who took everything away from me. The man who raped me. " Ah I knew I recognized your picture. So, your name is Scarlett huh? Hot." My lungs felt like they were contracting and my head swam with memory after memory. Of course he used a false picture, of course it had to be him. I took a step back, but he always was faster.
He lunged for me and grabbed my waist, pulling me close and kissing me. His sloppy mouth was everywhere until he was yanked off of me and a thud pounded the ground.
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What The Hell?!
Teen FictionLaura reynolds is a sixteen year old girl. What happens when her and her family move to Maine for six months, and she has to share a room with her step bro. Will accidental sparks fly? Or will the fire they have burn everything?!
