ON THE END OF THE THRONE

ON THE END OF THE THRONE

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I felt his gaze on me, it rather seemed curious given the current circumstances. "We could have been good friends you know.." I stated, he looked amused as leaned closer. "Crazy confession to make while holding me in point-black range" he continued the conversation with the most unbothered tone despite his current situation. "Is that weird?" I said in a rather questionable tone. He grined as he let a sigh, " Than all the previous incidence?, Nah" He paused and continued, " This is yet the most normal one I know".
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I felt the back of my head connect with the wall and felt a hot liquid pour down my neck and back. I touched my hand to the back of my head and lifted my hand up to examine a shiny liquid that must have been my blood. I felt dizzy and my stomach turned as I saw so much blood covering my hand. The man then laid me on the ground and stripped me. I was so weak by this point that I couldn't even fight back. He then spread my legs and took what he wanted. All I could do was lie there moaning in pain. All of a sudden I heard someone yell and the man got off of me and ran. I saw a pair of blue eyes and said, "My savior," and then I fell into darkness.

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