GOODBYE MY LOVE

GOODBYE MY LOVE

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Sat, Feb 24, 20183h 3m
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Meet Debbie and Tristan. She's awkward and has only one friend. He's the popular badass that everybody knows. Debbie is small and frail. Tristan is very tall, muscular. She wears clothes that are too big and hides her shape and is always unkept. He's a supermodel always wearing the latest fashion and always looks good. None of the boys in school look at her and she's never been on a date. All the girls want him, guys want to be him. He's no stranger to the bumping and grinding as the girls scream his name out in pleasure. He struggles to be accepted as a normal guy and for once will like to be treated like a human being and not a piece of meat. She appreciates the little things and doesn't take life for granted. As Tristan struggles to be loved, Debbie struggles with a deeper and darker secret. One that is indefinite and there is no turning back. What will happen when these two meet? Can they save each other? You will need to read to find out. WARNING: This story is mature and there are sexual scenes. Also, this is a sad and heartbreaking story. Read at your own risk.
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"You make me want to do things to you." He mumbles, his brown eyes never straying from mine. "What?" I whisper, nervous yet at the same time my heart pounds with excitement and anticipation. "Do you want to know what kind of things?" His low tone matches mine as he brings his face closer and I find myself robbed of speech due to our proximity. Taking my silence as his sign, he continues to lean closer. His lips caress my ear as he says "Things like this." Suddenly I feel something wet and thick being dumped onto my hair, soon the liquid drips down onto my shirt. Is that paint? Blue paint proceeds to slide down onto my shirt and my eyes widen when I hear Caleb howling with laughter. "Caleb fucking Carter!" I bellow and before I know it he breaks into a run, still laughing. ________________ Highest Rankings #1 - projectbadassgirls #1 - humor #8 - badboy

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