The 4 Besties

The 4 Besties

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"Life is without a doubt, a crazy ride" ‰‰‰‰‰ "We will have you, Princess", he said, his stare dark, but filled with something else. Love? No, it couldn't be love. He could never love someone as broken and as helpless as me. "Oh yeah?", I challenged him and his friends, while my bestfriends were beside me as well, glaring at them for calling us theirs," Who do you think you are calling us yours? We're not objects. " "You are not an object, Princess, but you are mine as well as your friends are theirs. ", He said that calmly but I could see he was annoyed of us resisting them. "Never gonna happen, butt face", I replied back, mad at his persistence. "We'll see Princess, we'll see", he said back, then he smirked at me. Giving me and my friends a smirk, he walked away with his friends. What the hell just happened!?!? ‰‰‰‰‰ To know more, read to find out. ‰‰‰‰‰ By: musa1706
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