Rebel // Styles

Rebel // Styles

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"I really can't stay” “but baby it's cold outside” he smirks grabbing my waist and pulling me inside the house.
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We came to a stop in front of what looked to be a farm house of some sort? Probably a slaughter house, this is where my life ends. He got out of his car without making a sound and opened my door. "Get out" He said calmly. "W-where are we?" "Get out of the car." he said in a harsher tone. What the hell did I get myself into. A dark romance between a shy girl and a tormented soul. *short story*

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