Toxic. (Ethan Dolan.)
"Where do you think you're going?" He growled gripping onto my hand. "You don't own me!" "I didn't say you could leave." He spat.
"Where do you think you're going?" He growled gripping onto my hand. "You don't own me!" "I didn't say you could leave." He spat.
He was given money to protect her from her brutal boyfriend. But when they fall in love with each other, who's going to protect her now?
"Oh come on, your just a little kid." "I'm not a little kid." "Oh yeah?" "Yeah." "Then kiss me."
May Clayton has her first kids to babysit. She never knew what to expect. She was surprised when she got there and things have gone downhill. Now what will she do? (One of my short stories)