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*ONGOING*
"Who did this?" He asked, his words fluid and calm, but I could tell he was anything but.
I feigned cluelessness, "Who did what?"
"Gia." his voice turned firm and at this moment I knew I fucked up. "Who did this?" His eyes flicked to mine, letting me know he wasn't going to take another excuse.
"I did." I said, obviously knowing that isn't possible.
"Hm, you hurt yourself?" He asked, "I don't believe you could hurt your beautiful body, Gia. Now tell me, who the fuck did this?"
I stayed silent. There was no excuse other than the truth and I don't think Micheal would appreciate me telling Tyler the truth.
"If your not going to talk, I guess I'm going to have to fuck the answer out of you." He said before unclipping my bra and letting it slip down my arms.
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Gianna Angelise has a story.
Tyler Cruz has a secret.
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