Brianna's POV:
As we swayed on the dance floor, I couldn't help but feel safe in his embrace. I was finally letting myself feel. It was hard to do, but I actually did it; and it was all thanks to this guy right here. Swaying me back and forth on the dance floor. I decided to look up at him. And as I did, I couldn't help take in the passion I saw in his eyes.
"Thank you for letting me take you to this dance." He said.
"Actually I should be thanking you. You've helped me out with some much that...I don't think a lifetime will be able to help me pay you back."
"Well maybe you don't need a lifetime. Maybe all you need to do is let me press my lips against yours."
I smiled at what he was hinting at.
"Okay. Be my guess."
He leaned down and didn't waste any time fulling the gap between us. For that moment I understood what true bliss really felt like.
He started to groan in the kiss. A didn't actually understand why, but I just went along with it. And that's when he started to slowly fall to his knees.
"Jeremy? What's wrong with you?"
He pulled back his jacket, revealing a red stain on his shirt that soon grown bigger within seconds. Oh no! Jeremy has been shot!!!
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Unspoken
Novela JuvenilImagine your mother killed and you going through abuse by your own father. For a girl named Brianna, that's exactly what happened. She now lives with her aunt and uncle. But ever since that horrid nightmare, she hasn't been talking. Like, at all. No...
