All I Wanted Was Love

All I Wanted Was Love

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"What am I not good enough!! who the fuck! is that guy even, your supposed to be mine!!" He screamed all these things getting closer and closer to me, I already had my guard up and sure i knew how to fight but the way he as build and his size, he simply had me outmatched. I hadn't had enough time to run to my kitchen to grab a knife to defend myself with, so by the time i had my guard up he was in front of me. His eyes looked pitch black as he stared into mine, almost as though I were staring into they eyes of an animal. "what's the matter baby you scared of me or something" *_*_*_*_* Myra is a troubled young girl who is just trying to live her life, but what happens when she meets a boy who's just to prefect when she's trying to drop her toxic boyfriend. Watch as the twists Unfold and the trouble starts
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A few snippets so far: I felt naked in front of him. He's stripped me bare, pulled back my flesh, cracked open my rib cage to literally have my heart in his hands. He has the power to finish me off with one forceful squeeze or help hold all the pieces together while I work on mending and healing it. **** I take this time to breathe in the stale peacefulness of the room and wait for my body to properly wake up to get started with another day. My thoughts are soon abruptly stopped when I hear heavy breathing next to me, then I can feel the rise and fall of someone's chest and the heaviness of something wrapped around my torso. The imaginary glue in my eyes disappears as they open in a flash. To my utter disbelief and confusion, I find Harry sleeping...in my bed...with me. What, when how...what in the world is happening?! My internal panic worsens when I realize if he's here he saw the broken glass and blood in the room. FUCKING HELL! "Don't freak out, don't freak out," I talk out loud to myself but it's not fucking working. **** Last fucking chance to tell me I'm wrong and you're not hoeing around then sleep in my bed!" I say as harshly as I can. She doesn't say anything, doesn't even bat an eye at what I said. I pick up her phone on my nightstand and throw it at the closed door and watch her body tense up in anger. Her fists are white from how tightly she is clamping her fingers in her palm and her jaw is clenched. "You said it yourself, we're just friends. Friends don't act jealous like this," she quietly speaks. "I am not jealous; I couldn't give a fuck less. Have nothing to be jealous of." She takes a step back like I hit her, I can see her shattering right in front of me. "You know your way out. Get the fuck out of my apartment now," she walks over to grab her phone that bounced off the wall and walks out, she stops before she closes the door all the way.

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