HEY GUYS(: VERY short chappie, but I'm updating and it's getting more interesting, so yah.
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"Don't bloody touch me. Get out. GET OUT!" I yelled.
Ryan raised his eyebrows.
"Please..." I whimper.
"Get up." he commanded.
I got up from my curled up ball and stood there, avoiding his eyes.
"Baby, look at me. Please." Ryan said. When I disobeyed he slapped me.
I looked at him. I fell into his sea green eyes.
"I'm sorry. You know I didn't mean it..." He held my hand.
"I know..." I sighed.
"What? You don't believe me?! TRUST ME. I mean it. Seriously." he stares into my eyes.
"Okay," I look away.
"Now let's just sleep, I'm tired," he faked a yawn.
"Okay," I say again. I tried to keep my sentences short; less words, less trouble.
He got into bed and layed down in the middle. I sighed and layed on the very edge.
"Come closer!" He said. I wriggled a bit.
"Closer..." he said slowly. I wriggled a bit more.
"Closer!" He demanded. I finally gave in and gave him what he wanted. I put my head on his chest and curled an arm around him.
He smiled. "Good."
As soon as I heard him snoring I slowly crawled out of his grasp and put my dressing gown on.
I crept out of the room and quickly grabbed the keys, my wallet and my phone. I got out the door quiet enough.
I tried to close the door quietly but a gust of wind slammed it. I gasped and sprinted to the car. I hopped in and turned it on. I heard Ryan screaming. I waited impatiently for my car to heat up. Ryan came barrelling out of the door and I quickly reversed out of the drive-way and sped off.
I knew there would be a consequence. But at that moment, I didn't care.
I WAS FREE!
For now...
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