"Do you wanna smoke, kiddo? Weed is just fine. It's like candy, only makes you feel much better. "
They light up the tip and hold me as Sean pushes the cigarette into my mouth. Blonde boy plugs my nose with his fingers and I shake my head left and right, refusing to breathe. That is until he grips my jaw and holds it tight. Tears spill from my eyes and I automatically breathe in, having the scent of death fill my lungs for the first time in forever. I try to spit the thing out of my mouth but they hold it, too. There's no stopping as I take a puff once more. Why are they doing this? I want my Delly here to save me a and hug me tightly..
My throat burns and eyes screw shut, letting out a few more tears of misery. I keep breathing and gagging and coughing into my own mouth. They just wouldn't release me and I open my eyes again. The sight before me is dimmed and blurry, warning me that I'll fall unconscious any moment. Brightness takes over my view and the last thing I see is Sean, eating my candy and this other guy throwing the groceries I bought. I close my eyes, knowing mommy and daddy won't be able to buy more for today.
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When I wake up, I'm met with an unfamiliar ceiling above. I'm so confused as I sit up and notice a man staring at me curiously. Fear seeps in quickly and I begin to think how they kidnapped me and brought me to this guy to kill me. I start to cry again and bury my head underneath the blanket I'm covered with.
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☆ Living Past ☆
Romance• Book 2 of The 'Living' Series • ______ The past is a beautiful, painful scar. He carries it deep within his soul and can't let go. He wants it back but is thinking about the time before really worth of ruining the time ahead? You know how they sa...
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