we were drunk

"I don't think you can even begin to understand how beautiful you are. Everything that you've gone through - your bruises and your scars? That makes you who you are. And I love who you are, by the way."

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Joey Thomas and Henry King were that one high-school couple that everybody envies. They were so in love it was almost annoying.

But then Henry cheated on Joey. Joey ended it, despite Henry's pleas and apologies. Henry gave up on trying to make things right and, in anger, resorted to abuse. Joey takes it, because... what else can she do? She hides her bruises and covers her scratches.

But one night, dwelling in all of her sadness, her friend drags her to a party. One thing leads to another, and soon enough, Joey is in a bedroom with a boy, naked, wasted, and oblivious to the fact that her bruises are on display.

He stops. She makes him promise to her that they will, eventually, continue what they started.

"I promise," he assures her, and they fall asleep together, the both of them pondering over their future one-night-stand.

How does one get there - abused, drunk, and tied to a sexual promise?

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hi!! i don't like this description at all :/ I'm trying to write a new one, but this will do for now haha.

thank you for clicking on my story. ilu<3