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Unwanted
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Ongoing, First published Feb 12, 2013
Mature
Ahh! I screamed in agony as he imprints the bottom of his boot into my wrist. Why me? I never asked for this. I never wished to be here yet he blames me. I never wanted to be his beloved. As he continues to inflict more pain I began to lose consciousness, but before I black out I hear him sob, and the pain in it. I understand the pain behind his sob because I share the same feelings. Torn away from lives that we created. Taken away from the ones we wanted to be with. Thrown together by a magic we could never understand. We loved and hated each other…I love him?.. Geez eternity couldn’t end soon enough..
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I was always told to fight, to never give up my dominance. But I did. I submitted to him. I did it because I wanted to feel loved, and to feel him touch me in all the right places. But then he betrayed me. And then betrayed me even more. I never saw it coming. I thought I could kill him with a single bite. But turns out he was the one who bit me.