My Fallen Red-Headed Angel

My Fallen Red-Headed Angel

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"You're mine," he growled as he slammed the door open. "I don't belong to anyone!" I scream trying to run out of the old, run down apartment. He grabs my wrist tightly causing me to yelp in pain. "You'll do as I say or your little friend dies." I knew he was talking about Andy so I shut up, I need to figure out a way to get out of here and save him.
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"You only care about yourself." I snapped. His face softened. "That's not true." Such a lie. He had no shame in lying to my face, nor did he have shame in his behavior or actions towards me. He was selfish. He only cared about himself and no one around him. The games he played with my head. The things he said to my face. Everything he's done to me has broken me more than I already was, so why was I still here? Why was I here with him? Why was I thinking about him and thinking of his feelings instead of my own? "I care about one thing." "What's that?" I asked gently. "You."

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