Behind Close Doors (gxg)

Behind Close Doors (gxg)

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"Everyone knows I like you. Why can't you like me back?" She yelled, her voice echoing in my grandmothers closet. "Shhh, please keep your voice down." I whimpered. It was evident that I was on the verge of tears. "I'm not gay." I whispered, tears rimming my eyes. I don't know if I believe those words any more. ------------------------------------------- "But I love you." She whispered. "I love you, too, but this isn't healthy." I called back, clutching Katelyn. Her limp body was still warm. "YOU'RE MINE! I'M NOT LETTING YOU GO!" She screamed, flailing the gun. Tears stung my eyes as she slowly pointed it back at me. "If I can't have you, no one can have you." She growled. *BANG* ______________________________________ Do NOT idolize any of the relationships in this book. They're extremely fucked up.
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Love doesn't come without a scar or two. Bree has a dramatic world unfolding around her and she has to do her best to keep it together. Between the liars and the insecure, she has no idea where to start. Love is on her list to obtained but what will she put up with to have it? Being Bree is no cake walk, she has had a past like no other and will do her best to keep her skeletons in the closet. But that is not an easy task when your past is walking, talking, and vengeful? ***** I pace the floor crying from anger, he can't take my son! That's my son! He wasn't there for her, I was! F*ck, I should have pulled that trigger when I had the chance. "I hope you are praying for God to forgive you b*tch!" I feel the cool metal of the barrel touch my temple. I take a deep breath as he cocks the gun. "My son doesn't need to be corrupted by a wanna be n*ggah, he needs a man. Not a dirty ass stud! All you ever did was ruin Angel! She was mine!" I sent a mental "I love you" to Channing...

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