Turn Of  Events

Turn Of Events

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B-but... you said you like me!" Susan stuttered, disbelief clouding her eyes. I've barely even said a paragraph but she's already crying a barrel of" tears? If it wouldn't be so embarrassing and, not to mention, unsanitary, I really would have pissed on my pants right now. But I held "Look bab-" I tried to explain but she cut me off again. "Don't you dare baby me, alright? All you are is a jerk, a pathetic excuse of a human being! And you know what else, Cameron? Oh, I bet you've never heard this bit. You'd be surprised. You're nothing but a heartless man-whore." She emphasized the last three words slowly with utmost animosity, anger and passionate hatred that it brought a tendril of hurt in me for a second. But I shrugged it off and with that, she ran away.
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"Are you scared little one?" Cameron asked, I couldn't trust my nerves to speak a whole sentence without stuttering so I opted to keep quiet. He offered a friendly smile and the girl looked me in the eyes with an expression of unknown intent. I felt a hand travel up my side, I nervously looked down to see that it was Cameron. I could see it in his eyes that he itched for more. The strong man that held me smirked as I looked at each of them, confused and lost for words. Cameron was tall with light brown hair and brown eyes; his physique was fit but leaner that the other man, the one who was in charge. He had jet black hair and stood a few inches taller than his friend; his face was scruffy with stubble that probably hadn't been shaved for a few weeks. His eyes were steel blue, and the pierced into mine and looked passed all guards I had put up. That man was strong, inside and out. The girl was only slightly taller than me, but the resemblance stopped there. Her hair was a dark ginger with strands of blonde, her eyes were golden brown, and her body was perfectly curvy. I couldn't help but watch as she twists and sat with her beautiful curves folding over on themselves. Her breasts were large pillows that I wanted to sleep on, and her wide hips dramatically lead to a tightened stomach. Her body looked soft, and I wondered what her thick thighs would feel like under me. I shook my head, bringing myself back to reality. These were my kidnappers; they stole me away from school and were probably going to do terrible things to me with the sick way they looked at me all the time. "Are yo-you going to kill me?"

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