DENVER.

DENVER.

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I made this story in the hopes of making it as realistic as possible. There is a point where nothing makes sense and you find yourself imagining things. This story reflects on feelings. Emotion. A deep descent into insanity. And there's sometimes no way you'll ever get out until someone gets hurt. But then the relief embraces you and you can't do anything but accept it. We're all a little crazy after all.
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"I hate you. I hate you so much! You chain me to the table to eat. You chain me to the bed when I sleep. You chain me for anything that takes longer than fifteen fucking minutes!" He stared at me. A growing smile appearing on his face. "I like seeing that I'm in control of you. That there isn't a place that you can run from me. That you will never be able to fight back," I stared back at him, my chest rising up and down as I was trying to control my breathing from my outburst. "That you're mine." Natalie Hunt wanted a nice and quiet senior year after the terrifying events from the summer. After seeing what a monster he was, she had every intention of staying away from her ex-boyfriend, Evan Hale. Evan Hale...had other things in mind for their senior year.

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