Trust Issues

Trust Issues

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This kinda relates to A Story For Everyone To Hear. But, it's not as long, and it doesn't really repeat the same thing over and over again, like that story does... Sorry about that guys. Anyways. I hope you like it. Also, tell me if it needs anything done, or added. Thank you. And happy holidays! And just so you know. When it gets to the point of, "thinking, 'What on earth did I do?'. You notice your mistake, as a tear slips down your face, and everything falls into place. You drop the knife realizing, you still have a choice." She/he, or you, whatever/whoever the person is, they did not commite suicide. They realized what would happen if they did. So. That helps out there. Right? Maybe. No?
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"You trust me, don't you?" he says with a smile, that smile. It had fooled everyone, even me at some point, and for the first time I want to scream with rage and shake the earth to the core. "Give me a hug," he says pulling me out of the chair that feels like a rock underneath me. I am as stiff as a board as his hands circle me, making me feel worse than dirt. His hands reach between my thighs and I want to plunge a knife deep through his chest. The only thing stopping me is, the knife is no where near. I pull back and I don't try to hide the anger in my eyes. I want him to see it. To know that I am coming for him. Rape is chanted repeatedly in my mind, reminding of the lies I just told and the false accusations I am throwing on innocent people. He's probably figured it out anyways, surely a Priest as high as he cannot be deceived. But none of that matters anymore because...... This is just the Beginning.

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