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"your moving" my therapist said "Where?... "I laughed" I'm in a mental institute, I'm meant to be here for ages its only been a couple of years" i smirked "i think I'm fine, why do i have to move to another, when here I've got someone, you, who actually knows who i am" i said throwing my arms up and sitting back in my chair "Well scarlet your not moving to another mental institute" she smiled "your moving, your going to go to school, have friends and a family" i widened my eyes "I'm fine here thanks. I can't go into that world, i don't know how to talk to not mental people and my old friends are dead, i don't want that to happen again. it can't happen again" all rights reserved started 21st feb 2016
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"You bastard! Let me go!" I screamed as soon as the gag fell from around my mouth. "You know I can't let you go, as I've already explained multiple times before, you're my mate." He explained patiently, while he walked closer and touched a strand of my dusty blond bangs. "No! I'm not you're friend."I gashed my teeth at him, trying to look menacing, but failing terribly when he chuckled and carried on stroking my hair. If it was not for my hands being tied up behind my back, and my legs being cuffed to the poles in front of me, I would have already clawed his eyes out, and kicked him where the sun does not shine, then I would have made my escape, but unfortunately for me I did not think that will be happening any time soon. "Not friend;mates. Mates, as in soul mates" his melodic voice was just above a whisper, and his lips where inches away from my ear. I looked at him, as if he had lost his mind, because even if I was not a shrink, I knew he should be diagnosed-crazy. "You're mad, you need some help-" Hi there, I'm Blair. Maybe I should start my story from the beginning, of how me; a average nineteen year old girl with daddy issues, ended up being kidnapped by a crazy guy, who believes I'm his soul mate, and he also thinks he's a werewolf-crazy right?

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