My boby hurt so much. I couldn't stand the pain. I felt a tear run down my face and another and another. A whimper slipped from my mouth then I felt a sudden pain on my face. "shut up. I told you not to make any noise." he said i realized that he had slapped me. I open my eyes and see him standing in front of me. I noticed that i was sitting on the beach with my hands tied behind my back. I look at my skinny jeans and my baggy falling in reverse tank top. my clothes were torn. He grabbed my hair pulled me to the ground. I knew what was going to happen next. through my crying i whimper "please dont do this please". He kicked me in the side hard enough to knock the wind out of me. I heard sirens in the background. "shit" i heard him whisper. "see what you did this is all your fucking fault." He kicked me in the ribs again but this time he did it twice. I cry out in pain wondering how all of this could have happened. "im not done with you" then he runs off. I see lights and hear voices in the background as i blacked out.
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sex and abuse isnt love
Non-Fictionamber is a laid back, happy teenager living in californa. she has amazing friends, lives next to the beach, and is perfectly fine being part of the outcast group. all is good and well until she meets the new guy. soon after he moves to town he quick...
