The blonde boy

The blonde boy

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" Erin?" " Yes, Luca" " Would you stay with me tonight, darling ?" "No" " Then why I can hear you unlocking your door already?" " Because you hear things sometimes, you know. Good night, Luca" I hang up, the phone burning my hand. Then I locked the door back, the keys and knob burning my skin too. Everything was burning me when it came to Luca. Stupid, stupid, blonde boy. Stupid me.
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I walk closer, grab her arm tightly, and lead her to my room. "What the hell is wrong with you? Let me go!" she says, trying to push me. I throw her on the bed forcefully, and she sits up, running to the door. I push her away and lock the door. I wrap my arms around her, push her back onto the bed. "Let me go! Stop it!" she says, slapping my hand. I pin her down and get on top of her, and she tries to push me away with her body. "Please, let me go! I don't want to be here! I hate you!" she says, kicking. I put my body weight on her, holding her tightly in place.

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