Her Savior

Her Savior

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Emmaline Jones is a thirteen year old girl who has a troubled past. Ever since she was a young girl she had been abused my her parents and her sister, the only one she had, was her older brother Aaron. They ranaway to their god parents housein Chattanooga Tennesse when she turned eleven. Noel and Claire despised Jordon and Christian Jones. But, they agreed to be the godparents for just a situation like this. Even after two years, Emma being fifteen, was having no luck at her new school. She was being called a slut and a whore. The only people she had left were her Uncle Noel, Aunt Claire, and her brother Aaron. Eventually it becomes too much for her and she goes to a small pond. She grabs her pocket knife and flicks it open. "I can't take it any more." I whisper. "I can't do this." I flick open my pocket knife and press the cool blade against my skin. I slowly slide it across. I do this again, and again, then, "stop!" The next thing I knew the knife was being yanked out of my hand. A boy grabbed my wrists gently but firmly. "Are you ok?" He asks, doing his best to stop the bleeding. I shook my head. I was anything but ok. He looks down at me his eyes not prying, but comforting. "N-no. I- I'm definately n-not o-o-ok." I sniffle. He softly places his hand against my cheek. "What happened." I sighed. I had no clue what I was about to do. "Do you really want to know?" He nodded. I took a deep breath and launched into the story. "When I was about six, my mom starting abusing me, and so did my dad and my sister Jemima. The only one there for me was my older brother Aaron. About four years ago we came here to live with our godparents from Washington DC with nothing but the clothes on our backs." I said. I look over at the boy who remained in silent. He was staring at his hands but I could tell by the muscle flexing in his jaw, he was pissed off. I shook my head, "I don't know why I'm even telling you this. Your a stranger I just met." I say standing up.
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Liam has everything a teenage boy could possibly wish for. Money, looks, popularity, and a place in the school's football team. As if not enough, he can choose any girl he wants, and she will gladly stand by his side for as long and he'll have her. Something he has taken advantage of regularly. That is, up until recently. Over a couple of months, things has gradually changed. Liam no longer has the same urge to party, since it seems like he no longer can get it up for any girl, no matter how hard he tries. It has left him feeling lost and... empty. That is, until the day the King brothers move back into town. What happens when Liam bumps into the greenest of eyes he has ever seen, belonging to a person who enters his life and changes it forever. And not per se for the better. ---------------------------------------------------- He leaned forward. I tensed up. His face passed mine as he got closer to my ear. "So you're telling me," he started with a low, seductive voice, "you wouldn't get hard if I were to..." he took a short pause, his breath tickling my ear, sending the sensation straight to my groin, "drop down on my knees right now and swallow your dick completely." "N-no." I hesitantly took another step back, only to be rewarded with a wall press against my back. A low chuckle echoed in the room, teasing my body, making it react in strange ways. "And you're telling me," James continued, "you wouldn't get the tiniest bit... excited, if I were to nibble your ear, like this." It happened within seconds. One moment he was whispering all these idiotic words in my ear, the next he grabbed my earlobe between his teeth and gently bit down, making me jerk forward. Jesus Christ! "What the fuck man!" I shouted, finally re-gaining control over my body and pushing him away. James stumbled a back from the force. Before I had time to leave the room, he quickly grabbed ahold of my arms and slammed them above my head, once again pinning me against the wall.

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