One of his hands slides underneath my dress and between my thighs, trying to separate them. I press them together harder, and see his facial expression-It was dark, he was clearly getting aggravated at my defiance. His fingernails start digging into my flesh, as I let out a weak sob. My voice seemed to have left me as...
Alex is a very....eh, special case. Her mother murdered, her family massacred. With no one left she was a ward of the state before she was even born, but that's a story for another day. She excelled more then anyone else in her foster home. She skipped 4 grade levels and was the youngest person in america to graduate...
"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my...