That night, I had asked Ryder why that night at the prom, his hands were all over me. He told me it was because of the drugs in his drink.
And I chose to believe him.
That night, I felt happy and content and loved.
But he forced me into it.
And I chose to feel okay about that.
But deep inside, I really wasn't.
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Complications
Short StoryI hope he can un-complicate me. Well, at least a part of me. Since my past is very complicated, I hope that the future will be bright and simple. The exact opposite of what I am. But we'll see. We'll see. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved
