Tattoos Are My Greatest Weapon

Tattoos Are My Greatest Weapon

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As I washed my bloodless hands and cleaned the bloodied floor, my mind wandered to life before the incident. My life was so normal back then, I can still here my mother's soothing voice lull me to sleep and my father yelling in the living room during football games. The door slammed shut and I am brought to my sad version of reality.
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"Don't call me anything but Jade!" I scowled. "And what happens if I don't?" He took a step forward making me feel smaller in seconds. "I-i..." "Right, You won't do anything miss "I'm so tough". " He said taking more steps forward causing me to take steps backwards. "I'll tell my dad!" I threatened. "If you were going to tell him, you would have done it already." He said. My back hit a wall and I almost fell, but I caught myself on the wall. "I'm not gonna stop until I get what I want." He said putting his hands on the wall next to my head. He's standing so close to me that he feels like a blanket. **** [18+] [Mature content] [Sexual content]

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