The Crazy Girl

The Crazy Girl

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This story is about the Greek myths you grew up loving or hating. Most of them are just misunderstood. I do need to warn you that some of these guys use bad language daily and that some of them like to go into detail about their private life. I will keep the cleaner versions here and the 18+ version private, so you will have to follow me to read it. Please don't read it If you are not 18+. Thanks and enjoy! - @girls_have_moore_fun "I'm not crazy. I swear it's all true. If you don't listen to me, they'll all die. He'll die..." I barely whispered. "I'm the only one who can save them. Save you. Please let me go." They laughed at me and walked away. "Please don't leave me. You regret it. I swear you will." I growled out. My eyes slowly turned a rainbow of colors. My body twitched in aggravation. They wouldn't allow this to happen. They didn't want to be caged anymore than I did. As my body shifted, I let all of the powers inside me take over. It felt so good to be free again. Again? Hmmm... Now I just needed to break these bars and I'd be back to my life of freedom.
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He was her rock, her best friend, her first love. He became her worst nightmare, her tormentor, her captor She was his everything. His obsession. Their story should have ended with that court case, but he's found a way back to her, and he won't give her another opportunity to escape. Not this time. ------------------------------------------- Shivering, I sobbed out, unable to speak, unable to move. "Shh, shh, now baby-girl, it's alright, you're safe, don't cry" he soothed, moving closer to me. "N-Noah, I w-want to go home," I sobbed, feeling weak from my inability to talk without stuttering. A gasp left my parted lips as his hand forcefully connected with my cheek, "You are home, so I don't want to hear that crap from you, okay?" shaking, I looked down at my feet, his gaze too menacing to hold. "I said, do you understand" he spit through clenched teeth, "y-yes, I'm sorry" I whispered, a new wave of tears making their appearance. "Good girl, now I need you to keep being a good girl, okay?" nodding, my eyes met his dark ones. His form towered over me, making me feel small and irrelevant. "Words, Embry!" He demanded as I stuttered out a quiet yes. I studied him cautiously as he walked towards the far end of the room, shuffling through drawers before stalking back towards me and crouching down. I sucked in a breath as I saw the knife in his hand, his face held a mischievous grin as it glinted in the light. "Now baby-girl, you see, as much as I hate to, you need to be punished, do you know why?" Warning! This story is for mature audience, it contains strong language, abuse, mature themes and sensitive topics. Please enjoy, -Aphrodite.

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