The Mafia King's Possession

The Mafia King's Possession

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"Get in the fucking car right now" he ordered in a low voice that only I could hear. I knew there wasn't much argument left after his outburst but I did what I had to do. "No", I whispered , the voice barely audible to even my own ears. I was startled as the words left my mouth. "What was that babe?" He started stalking towards me and just like that the slightest bit of courage that I had in me, left. It left me in the hands of this devil. And before I could open my mouth to defend or to surrender myself , his hand collided with my left cheek, as my back was smashed against his car and he left me with the words echoing in my ears. "I think I need to remind my girl who she belongs to." ~ You know how life is one thing and in an instant it becomes something else? Like here I am Allison , having the perfect life I could've imagined for. I guess everything went downhill when I engaged myself in the struggle to save my boyfriend because that's when I lost myself. To this day I wonder whether it was my fault or what happened was meant to be. But either way I live to do one thing now. The only thing that runs around in my head all the time. The thing which gives me the slightest bit of hope that's left in me. ESCAPE.
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~ONGOING 1st Draft~ Trauma isn't something you're born with, so why does it stick with you for life? Why is it so bad I fear going outside? Fear people? Fear crowds? Fear speaking itself? I've never had much but, with time, more and more kept gradually being taken away from me; my dreams, my hopes, and even parts of myself. Now, the one thing I thought I'd never lose- my comfort. Everything in my life changes when those vile people cut me off, kick me out, and abandon me. Just like they did to him. They took away the last thing I had to bring me comfort- the four walls of my apartment. The only hope I have to figure out what happened to my family is to accept a not-so-pleasing offer and go against everything I've lived my life by. What could possibly go wrong? Right? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 18+ TW: Stalking, mass shooting, violence, blood Currently in progress and will be edited regularly. It will also be a slow and long build up. Thank you for reading!

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