*Author's Note*
This is my first story since I've been on Wattpad. I've been on Wattpad for sometime now and I think its my turn to make a story. I'm sorry if this offends anyone. After the story please feel free to comment on how you liked or hated it. Thank you and enjoy.
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Chapter 1
(Terra's POV)
It was past midnight. pouring down with heavy rain. chills ran down my spine. My boyfriend, Antwaine, was sleeping soundly in my bed. I just looked at him in disgust.
He's just sleeping there in peace knowing what he did to me, I thought to myself, rubbing the scar over my left eye brow. The scar reached to the corner of my eye and almost to my temple.
Memories started coming back in flashes and I started getting head aches.
Holding back tears, I walked quietly to the packed black Nick duffel-bag that I packed earlier that night before Antwaine came home from work. I packed some last minute things and started to walk towards the door as quite as I could. I just had to leave.
To many memories.
I heard moaning in the back ground ...
I froze into place, burly breathing.
The moaning stopped and I quickly opened the door then closing it behind me. I ran as fast as I could. Holding my chest like I was trying to keep something from falling out.
I started to cry and did, but I had a straight face like a soldier. Then as started to run more faster, I heard sirens. They grew louder and louder as they came close to me.
He never wants me to go does he, as I thought to myself while tighten my jaw. I slowed down my pace and started to speed walk. The police then rolled down their rented windows. The police men looked at me like I was just some filth on the ground. And at the moment I felt like that. I felt like this because I left something behind...
something important to me...
that I...
gave life to.
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*Author's Note*
So that ways something huh? I hoped you liked it. If you did leave a comment and if its not to much trouble click on the vote button. Also, sorry for it being so short. Thanks for reading^_^ and if y'all put 5 comments and votes I'll try and update if you liked it.
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