True Love's Cry
- LETTURE 179
- Voti 4
- Parti 20
I go into the alleyway to search for food. All of a sudden someone comes up behind me and wraps their arms around me. I flinch and struggle against their arms to run away to my colony. It is of no use. Whoever has come up behind me just holds me tighter. This person is too strong for me. I am not going to get away, but I need to know who holds me in case something bad happens. I slowly turn my head around. I see him. The same guy I had run into several times this week. I do not know him, but at the moment he is holding me captive. No one is around me to come to my rescue. How had I gotten into this position?
*Warning: Can be really weird and can make you cringe at some parts. This is also my first story.*
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