The boy next door.
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I stayed quiet and rolled my eyes.
"Do you understand Jessie.?!" He raised his voice at me.
"Yes Dad." I said irritated and I plopped the bad of ice on my now bruising rib cage.
He quickly turned to face me and smirked. "It's daddy to you." He said quietly.
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"Baby I'm sorry...I didn't mean to make you cry. You just made me mad, okay?" I nodded He placed kisses all over my face, making me smile lightly. My body never relaxed around him. I was always tense, but sometimes he did make me happy, making me not want to leave. Even if I could leave I didn't have the strength nor the balls to leave. I met Alex my junior year, I'm now a senior. Yes, I've been with him for that long. He was nice at first you know...quarterback of the football team, stunning smile that would make anyone's knees wobbly, attractive laugh that left me in a daze. Manipulation at its finest After peppering and knowing for a fact I wouldn't leave him, he let me go. "You can go home now" And just like that, with a snap of my fingers he went from loving to disgusted. "B-bye"
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