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Chess Piece

Chess Piece

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Troye Sivan
Played. Cheated. Moved. I'm stuck, broken and lost. I hate him. I hate his violence. I hate us. I hate our ship. I can move, I just need to plan it carefully. Everyday is a new challenge. I'm a living chess piece. --------------------- Connor faces his boyfriend, Troye, as he gets kicked and drawn to the floor. His only move is too run and too keep on running. Every move who takes is one step closer to the top. Will he get there? What does he have to do?
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"I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I'm a kluts" I said to the person. "It's fine honey. Do you need a hand?" he asked. I looked up and this very hansom guy stood in front of me with his hand out for me to take. I took his hand and he pulled me up. When I touched his hand it gave me an electric shock of butterflies. He had brown curly hair with green eyes. He was hottttttttttttttt as fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk. "So what's your name?" asked the hot guy. "I'm Connor Franta. What's your name?" "I'm Troye, Troye Sivan."

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