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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Dec 19, 2018
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Romance
"what..." My breath inched at the edge of my throat begging to escape . I could feel his lips move down my neck, as his hands traced down my back. His eyes glared furiously tracing every inch of my body. He started to pick me up from the floor we laid heading toward the kitchen counter, placing me gently. He grabbed my hair slamming my face to his, as he let his tongue do the talking. He swiftly moved his hand under my red laced top, fumbling on by breast. A Hard echoing moan escaped my breath." Stop...." I begged my...Dads in the garage. He finally let our lips break free as he struggled unbuckling my bra. "Fuck" he said clearly agitated. A smile spread across my face. He began to glare..."Do you think it's funny" he said as he broke the lock. He lifted my shirt above my breast...Inches away, we hear the alarm. I stop him before he could continue. The game was over 5 min to make me react was impossible, I won yet again. Cover made using the canva app on play store.
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The "Please..." I hear her whimper and I go into full panic mode. "Calm down, okay? Deep breaths. Don't hang up. I'll be with you soon. Where are you?" I rush as I grab the car key sitting on the glass table. I run into the garage with my dad behind me. "What do you need?" Dad asks "A room. A big one." He runs back inside as I hear her voice again. "Basement...blood...Elle..." I hear sounds of movement in the background and connect the dots. Elle's bleeding, or something... "Deep breaths baby, deep breaths. It's okay, you're okay" I murmur reassuring words to her, thankful that there's no traffic. Several thoughts run through my mind as I drove to her house. The last time we spoke, she could barely stand me, but now she's calling me. I feel kinda used, but now's not the time to think about that. I reach her house in a matter of minutes and shove the door open. The house is quiet, save for my heavy breathing and footsteps. I reach the basement and take in the sight in front of me. Blair cradles her brutally beaten-up sister in her lap as she rocks herself back and forth blinking very frequently. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Currently being edited Look out for cringe worthy typos and plot loopholes

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