Bruised Love

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"Axel get the fuck out of my way. I don't need you bothering me." I told him.

I glared at him, waiting for him to move.

He was shirtless, and in some sweat that just hung from his hips.

I had to be honest, he was looking hot.

"Like what you see babygirl?"

My eyes widened, babygirl?!?

Babygirl?!?

"Don't call me that! Now MOVE!"

"Then what should I call you? Beautiful? Gorgeous? Baby? Muffin?" He kept saying names.

"Call me by my name! You know, the one they give you at birth?"

He stepped closer to me.

"I'll call you babygirl. If you have a problem with that, then come meet me in my room and we can discuss it." He winked.

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Hope is 17 years old. Her whole life was perfect until 9 years ago. Her father passed away from cancer. He was diagnosed 5 months before he passed. Hope was only 11 years old when he passed.

After her fathers death, her mother remarried. Her step-dad was a abusive drunk. For many years he abused her. She begged her mother for help, but her mother was no use.