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'Day 783 The same grime-filled, off-white tiled walls and floor stared back at me. Unforgiving.' Issa was a shy one; doesn't speak too loud, unbelievably nervous around new people and never rebels. Unlike her polar-opposite best friend Rose: loud, not ever nervous and always rebels. Issa had no idea walking back from her rowdy friend's apartment would be the last thing she sees of the outside world. Questions buzz around in her head like bumblebees when she woke up in an empty, dark and dirty room; who had taken her? What did they want? Will she get out? Questions she fears she'll soon know the answers too.
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A kiss can change everything. One kiss with your best friend, and it changes the whole dynamic. What will you do when you get to know that your best friend has been in love with you? What will you do when she doesn't want to be friends anymore and wants more instead? * "Everytime I see you with a guy, my skin fucking burns" Millie hisses, pinning me with an intense look that makes my belly flip. I am pinned to the wall with her caging me. "Do you know how hard it is to pretend that you are only my friend, and nothing more? That I love you but cannot have you?" Her words spin inside my head, and the thundering beating of my heart echoes in my ear. How do we come to this situation? I pant as she leans closer, her eyes averting to my parted lips. I am having thoughts of kissing her. Hell, I see her in my dreams so often now that I am not sure what she means to me now. Millie caresses my cheeks and a shiver runs down my spine. "I can't pretend anymore, Grace. It's getting really hard" she whispers in my ear and I squirm. When she meets my eyes, I say something that surprises her. "Then don't." I crash my lips on hers, crossing whatever lines we had.

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