A Springtime Without Me~

A Springtime Without Me~

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Warning!! Mature Audience Only!!! The following story contains triggering themes that are not suitable for younger audiences. Please do not send hate. If you don't like the story then don't read it. I'm not forcing you to. Please don't give out any public information that may put you or anyone you love at risk. Please do not make inappropriate jokes that go to far/ make fun of mental health or ailments (physical disabilities). Please do not self diagnose yourself. If you think you may have something, please go talk to a license professional. Some triggering things this story may have are; Self Harm, mentions of suicide, r@pe, LGBTQ+ , Forced religion, sexism, Alcohol, Drugs, and other various things. Please keep in mind that this is a place where people shouldn't feel unable to speak about their feelings. Please be mindful to others and keep the comments appropriate otherwise immediate block.
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I'm about to tell you a story about a girl. A normal girl. A girl that had no cares in the world, until her trust for it was stripped away. When you read her story, you'll find yourself trusting her, loving her, rooting for her. But you see, not everyone gets to trust the world. Not everyone has a happy ending. --- Halfway through the kiss however, his attitude changed; instead of being a loving embrace, it became a fierce trap. His grip on her waist tightened, trapped her where she was instead of simply holding her where he wanted her. The hand in her hair grabbed a section of it, enforcing his demand for her not to go anywhere. Before she knew what was happening, he left go of her hair, and pushed her to the ground. She gasped, suddenly able to breathe. He stood up and walked over to her. He placed a soft hand on her cheek, just like he used to when he was telling her how special she was to him. None of the emotion was there this time however, all she could feel radiating from his was rage. "You shouldn't have run off, babe," he said bitterly. "I was about to show you how much I loved you. Instead, I now have to show you what happens when you anger me." --- The men regarded her, before she was shoved to the ground and one produced a whip. There, laying broken on the floor, as the other girls watched, she was whipped. Slowly, she felt her skin breaking in time with her heart and her will.

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