"Keep your filthy heroin injecting hand off me " I barked. Smirking his nails and fingers digged into my skin making me whimper.
Laughing his friend appeared behind me. He was too close behind me. As I whipped my head back to the brunette he grabbed my face and jerked it up to look into his face.
" Listen you don't fucking insult me sweetheart, If you would've been nice I would've well you know gladly taken you to my car" he winked at the end.
Then it hit me he was like him. He was like Kevin.
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Babies and Tattoos
RomanceLosing your soul to a bastard isn't the best way to celebrate the beginning of senior year. Getting pregnant due to the rape isn't awesome either. The only good thing was meeting the goddess with tattoos who saved my life.
