Danielle

Danielle

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Dario POV Today mark five year since I leave Los Angeles. Even when it's already five fucking long years, I still can never took her face off my mind, still can't forget her touch that's been so deadly for my mental health. I also can't help myself to keep stalking her social media, the way she's so happy in many ways that I can't imagine because I take no part in it. Things were so messed up since I leave her, -or She left me. Today's her 22'th Birthday. Dumb me already book a flight back to LA. Bet she's gonna have a lot to say about my coming, considering -her- being herself, but yeah, me being me, don't stop till I get what the hell I want, even if that means including She gonna hate me forever. Danielle POV 27 July, 2020 Another miserable day of my life. Yeah, you hear me right. I know. I use to be that typical girl whose going to throw some even God knows this party is rock kinda party, but a lot has changed since the last five year. Since my 17th birthday, I meet that guy who changed not only my habit, but also changed me. But me, being me, still craving his touch, I miss the way he look at me with such seductive eyes and the way he arrogantly yell at me like he's hell bent on proving that I'm deaf.
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Melissa

Melissa: She has a story in her eyes. "You. Are. Mine." He said, emphasising each word so that they carve in my brain. "No. Stop it." A tear stained my cheeks. His teeth grazed my neck, leaving angry marks. A soft whimper escaped my mouth. "I won't let you leave me. Do you hear me?" He whispered menacingly in my ears. His mouth captured my ear lobe and sucked it. The sensation was both painful and pleasurable. "I don't love you." I uttered those painful words which weren't true. "You are hurting me." I tried to push him but he was too strong. He laughed. His laughter hurt my ears. "I'm gonna fućk your brains out. You'll forget those words. Don't hurt me, Melissa. Or i'll hurt you worse." He threatened me. I let the tears fall. I have to be strong but how can i be strong when i have to fight against my strength? "I don't love you. Let me go!" He left me. Forever. (PG-16) ----------------- *Graphics designed by Author.* Read to find out! Loren

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