To The Moon and Back

To The Moon and Back

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Excerpt from Story: I shook my head and turned back around, hugging my arms as the tears started rolling down my cheeks with a confound look, "Always me..? Always ME?! You used me!! I'm only a science experiment for you! I always have been!" "No, you're not, Ever. I have never thought of you as some measly science experiment or an object that belongs to me." His manner was calm. It infuriated me. "STOP! Just stop it!!!" I blurted out in a blind fit of rage. He just stared at me for a bit before clenching his hands closed and looked away, taking on a colder tone when he spoke to me, "Alright...Fine... But if you ever feel in the mood to actually talk like a normal person.." He paused for a moment before picking up his sentence again, "You know where to find me. I'm leaving." And just like he's gone. Before I could even get a word out, he walked out the door. The slam echoing all across the room. I held my head a bit as I groaned in anger before kicking and knocking over things in my room; resulting in a huge mess. As the adrenaline faded away I stared at the clutter, slowly breaking down and realizing that I had messed up everything. It was all my fault.
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"How could you?!" I said crying,"I though you loved me." He laughs making me cry more. He stands up and slaps me across the face. His eyes burning holes through my head. He pins me against the wall and starts beating me harshly. I feel my organs being smushed and flatten by his punches. "How could I ever love a freak like you?!" He snarled then throws me against the wall once more, leaving the room. Am I really alive? No. I'm still alive, just dead on the inside. ___________________________ If you haven't yet read Book I: Homophobia

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