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''please don't hit me again".....shrieks Charlotte okay then wh*re have it your fucking way "Lucas please you are hurting me" "you know worth you aint fucking worth it you messed up slut" screams Lucas "lucas lucas" I run after him but the car just hits him and before I could run to him he is gone dead....● I am most definelty incapable of love because Lucas has been my nightmare since the day he died I can't stop blaming myself for it Charlotte primrose is your normal 16 year old that got into an unhealthy relationship that leads her into informidable fate not until Hunter brown and his friends moved to her neighbourhood mature contents
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