That One Night

That One Night

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09:23 It was already over two hours since Sarah sat in the almost abandoned cafe waiting for Riley, and he never showed up. She wasn't going to call on him any more, she was tired. Abby was right anyway, Blonde guys were stupid. She just had a first hand experience. Fun!!! Her woozy mind yelled at her as she downed another shot of tequila. She needed to get out of her shell. She tripped on her heels and a hand caught her. She grinned drunkenly, starring up at her saviour "Do you want to have sex with me ?" (A/N): This story contains the use of strong languages so if you are not comfortable with it i advice you don't read (◕ᴗ◕✿)(ʘᴗʘ✿)
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"I'll leave you alone." His words filled the tormenting silence, "After tonight you won't have to see me again, only in class and that's it." My heart ached at his words, why? This should be a good thing, I wouldn't have to deal with Alejandro Rodriguez ever again. So why... Why does the thought of him not being around hurt. I stopped playing with my food and slowly lifted my head to look at him. He stared straight into my watery eyes. His face filled with regret and concern. He stood up from his seat and walked over to me, squatting down to my level. "Hey, hey." He softly whispered his hands holding both of my mines, softly caressing them with his thumb. "Please don't cry, por favor." He reached a hand to my face and gently wiped the tears. "I-I don't want you to leave me alone." My voice breaking and my vision filling with tears. Layla Cruise, is the most popular girl in high school with a perfect life, people call her the Golden girl. Perfect curly hair, perfect boyfriend. However, thats what they see when she's at school. Remove the glam and glitter, wipe off the makeup and you'll find a trickle of bruises her boyfriend leaves her. TW: this story contains strong themes (SA, Language, and sexual content)

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