Innocent (Brantley Gilbert)
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"There's a difference between respect and fear" the scared sound of a girl is what started it all. Never in my life did I think ol' Jonny Guffet would hit a woman much less his own daughter. But when I visit an old friend and find his daughter crying in her bedroom with a black eye it sets me off. "I need to get her out of here" and "I need to stomp his ass" are the two thought's battling in my head. I gotta make a choice and it better be the right one. But damn is she hot....
(No, he is not being a creep, her age will be revealed)
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"Don't touch me I didn't do anything" I yelled as the police tried to arrest me The people in the crowd were throwing dirt and rocks at me "I'm not a murderer You guys, stop! I didn't push her! I tried to save her, but she let go!" The crowd only got angrier "No one is going to trust you!" an angry fan yelled as he threw a mango at me I was taken to court where the judge sentenced me to death. "Taylor Anderson, you are hereby sentenced to death," he said his voice booming throughout the courtroom "But I didn't do it" I yelled, looking at my mom and dad, who had turned their backs on me The courtroom was silent, everyone staring at me I couldn't believe this was happening "The only way to escape this is to run away," a police officer whispered to me I looked at him, my heart pounding in my chest As we got outside I looked to the left and right I took off running, knowing that I was now a fugitive I heard a gunshot, and I felt a sharp pain in my back I turned around just in time to see my sister lowering a gun "WTF?" I yelled, falling into the river......
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