Loves hurt

Loves hurt

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Part of (ray pov) Ray: ( talked very loudly) yeah I know him but tell him to come back later Roc: (goes back down stairs and open the door and said) he said come back later Jon: (pushes the door open and walks in the house and yells) ray! Ray! Ray: (gets up and goes down stairs) what jon?! Jon: ( goes upstairs to his room) Ray: (sigh and goes upstairs in his room) what jon?! Jon: ( looks at you) I'm sorry ray Ray : ( looks at him) Y/n : (walks in ray room) hey rayan Ray: (gets mad) bitch ! Y/n: (cries) I'm sorry rayan Ray: ( hits y/n and pushes her on the bed) bitch Imma kill you Jon: (gets up and walks out the room and sits in front of the door) don't go in there Y/n (yells ) stop! Rayan ! Pls! Ray: (slides him self inside of her and goes deep forcing every inch of him self inside of her) stfu bitch! Y/n : (cries louder and bites ray) stop! Ray:(hits y/n in the face) bitch!
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Time was standing annoyingly still and I think I may have forgotten how to properly breathe. "Panda you have to come sit down pacing is not going to-" pushing my hand out I stopped him from saying anything. I stopped him from confirming the knowledge that there is nothing I can do to make this better. I pulled at my hair ripping a couple of strands out in the process. I hated the white walls and fluorescent lights that adorned this place. The squeaky sound that could be heard whenever anyone walked and right now I was causing a lot of squeaking. The strong smell of disinfectant burning my nose but none of it matter right now not any of it. "Where is he?" I heard the voice and my blood immediately started to boil. "You did this" was the last thing I said before I flew and was on top of his mom hitting her wildly. So much for not liking confrontation.

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