" MINE "
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Last published Thu, Jun 9, 2016
I burst into tears, I hear my father stomping down the hall toward my bedroom door.
"You bitch. I hate you.
You're a killer you killed my mate. My lover. YOU'RE MOTHER."
I sobbed. "I'm sorry daddy I didn't mean to. I was just a baby h-how would I know. i-if anything i-it was your f-fault. You're the one that g-got her p-pregnant." I screamed. At that moment I regretted what I had said.
He grabbed me by the hair and pushed me up against the wall. "You bitch" he growled in my face, allowing me to smell that he had been drinking. "Let me go!!" I yelled in his face. He growled again.
Without hesitation he tore off my shirt.
I looked up at his eyes, I saw determination and lust. I was scared. I tried to get out of his hold but there was to hope, he's stronger than me.
Not only that but it made he angrier. As he was about to take off my shorts someone ran into the room and growled "MINE ".
HAII ITS MILY IM STARTING A NEW BOOK LOL YES IM GONNA CONTINUE WRITING "your mine" BUT I HAD A GOOD IDEA FOR A NEW BOOK LOL ENJOYYYYYYYYYY *HUGS AND KISSES*
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