Prolouge

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"Stop, please," I pleaded between soft sobs. "I don't want any trouble."

"C'mon, there's no reason for you not to tell me. I refuse to just leave you on the streets crying your eyes out." He said, reaching out for my hand.

I quickly moved it from his reach, shoving it into the pockets of my jeans.

"I don't want your sympathy, I don't need it," I spat, vigorously wiping away my tears.

"I'm not here to give sympathy, and I'm sure as hell not here to give any advice," he paused briefly, swiping some fallen pieces of his blonde hair out of his face. "Besides, who's better to tell your problems to than a stranger?"

A/N: Okay guys, so this is the prologue for "Stranger."

There is no updating schedule for this book. I update when I can. There's many more chapters to come and cannot wait for you to see!

- Bri

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