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Only The Beginning
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  • Parts 7
  • Time 1h 32m
Ongoing, First published Sep 30, 2018
"I'm sorry." 

I let the tears fall as I kissed him. 
I wanted him to know how I actually felt. 
That I'm not scared, that I don't feel threatened, that I don't want him to go. 

The door flew open and cops came rushing in. 

They pulled his arms behind him and slammed him into the wall. 

He didn't fight, he just let them do whatever.

A lady tried to talk to me but I was focused on Trey. 

As they escorted him out, he stopped and looked at me. 

Once more, tears fell from his eyes as he stared at me. 

They took him away and the lady started to talk to me. 

"I'm sorry, there's no where else for you to go." She told me. 

She led me to the back of a cop car, after only allowing me to take one suitcase of clothes and shoes. 

I hadn't said one word, and I didn't plan to. 
My chest hurts and my head aches. I'm so confused and upset. I just feel numb. 

"I'm taking you to the station first, then we're going to find a home for you. Okay?" The lady told me. I didn't respond once again. 


I thought my life was hell before this, but little did I know, this was only the beginning.
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