endleytyler
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The Bully: She's off limits. My friend's little sister. Too innocent, too dumb. Until that party, where I took what no one else had. But now she follows me around. So sad, desperate, perfect. Other men try to poison her little mind. Steal her from my bed. I won't let them, though. And if she strays, I'll chain her to the truth: she's mine.
The Pig: I'm a hopeless romantic, waiting for my hero... hoping he likes losers. Too thick, too plain, too much of a spaz. But one night, my bully stripped, and I forgot how to breathe. I thought love felt safe. But his hands bruise, and his words cut deep. Now, I'm trapped, wanting to escape, yet dreading if I do.