Pain
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Last published Sun, Dec 14, 2014
Trent Quinn has felt a lot of pain throughout his life, but he hides his pain and covers it with his "Play-Boy" attitude. But that changes when Olive Deans moves to town, she's an all A student, great at Athletics, Rich, and she has a perfect loving family. Trent is jealous, extremely jealous. No one deserves to be happier than him. No one.
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"It was a game." Trent announced, a smirk playing on his lips. Olive looks up at his towering figure and tears form in her eyes, "But, you said," she let's a sob out, "you said you loved me." She said shakily.
Trent laughed and shook his head, "I can't love, but I'll admit it was fun, this game of ours."
"It wasn't a game, Trent." Olive said letting out a sob again as hot tears stained her cheeks. Her nose was red and puffy, from crying so much. "I love you, Trent. Please don't do this to us, to me." She says between sobs.
Trent's smirk fades, "You need to feel pain, Princess."
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