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After the situation I had yesterday with Mark my vagina was hurting and I tried to get off the bed to take a shower and once I get off the bed I fell on the floor. Then Jacob and Hunter came in after I called them. "You're on the floor." Hunter said in a serious voice. "Yeah. I'm in the floor." I said seriously " need help? " Jacob said laughing his ass off. "Yes and I need help getting in the shower to if you don't mind." I said blushing uncontrollably. I mean this is the first time he has seen me naked. "Sure" he said. And I noticed he was blushing too. He walked over to me and carried me in bridal style and brought me to the bathroom and helped me get undressed and he helped me into the shower and I turned on the water and I washed everything and I rinsed off and got out and dried off and put on a hoodie that said 'I'm his queen'  in white and white ripped jeans and black and white checkered broad vans and that that said 'QUEEN' in big gold letters and Jacob wore everything that wore so we would match but his hoodie said 'I'm her king' and he wore hat that said 'KING' in big gold letters. Then once I got done changing I did light make up and once I was done with that since I could barely walk Jacob let me get on hunters back so Hunter gave me a piggy-back ride Then we got in the elevator and I got off hunters back and I stood next to jacob and I held his. A girl around my age was looking at Jacob and biting her lip and she had big boobs and you could tell they were fake. So I grabbed Jacobs face and kissed him and he knew what I was doing so he went along with it. Then we stopped. I looked over at her with the face that was like 'back off Bitch hes mine' kind of look. She just rolled her eyes. Not gonna lie I was jealous because she looked at him. And I know people are. The elevator door open and I see......

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