If it comes back it's your's
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"She never told me she had a boyfriend." He growled getting up and rubbing the back of his head. "Guess you've got some explaining to do sweetheart. Playtime is over." Liam growled seeing her on the stairs. He ran up them with James on his heels as he reached out to grab her by the hair. Rena got up to run, but felt her long hair betray her as it was snagged in Liam's hands. He kicked James down the stairs and dragged her with him. She was then thrown into a wall, and slid down it unconscious, blood welling from her head.
"See what lying does to you princess." Liam snarled as he readied himself to kick her unconscious body. James got up out of the daze he was in and pushed Liam against the stairs by the throat.
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