Life with you

Life with you

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"What happened to you " I heard a calm voice saying coming to my direction , i thought of leaving but didn't because my thinking was the person would just go if i didn't answer so i kept quiet. "You okay"The calm voice said again getting even closer , shivers running through my body , who could that be i have to go quickly , i can't stay here is the person after me?, what did i do to deserve this ?. No it is not my time yet saying that to myself i got up as quickly as i could to get out of there but unfortunately for me i felt a hand touch me , the hand was a bit rough but gentle . .. . .... Read To Know What Happened To This Girl Did she die? , Was she kidnapped ? . .
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She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. "Your tattoos are beautiful," she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. "I'm going to take a shower," I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.

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