Sequel: Stolen ›
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Fifty-seven
“Umm… I’m not sure I’ve ever met you before.” I kept reminding myself to keep cool and not to panic. It was just like with dad; don’t freak; don’t feed their sick minds with your fear.
“It was a very long time ago sweetheart, I’m not surprised you don’t remember.” His smile disgusted me to no end, but his breath wasn’t tainted with alcohol; it didn’t smell like he hadn’t brushed his teeth in a year; it actually smelt pretty good.
“So, what? You’re gonna rape me? Tell me to never breathe a word of you? Fine. Just hurry it up, someone’s meeting me soon.”
“You cheating on your boyfriend?” What an odd question.
“No.”
“Meeting up with a girlfriend?”
“No.”
“Who you meeting then?” What a nosey rapist.
“My boyfriend.” My tongue tingled when I talked about Justan like that. It felt so good. I wasn’t positive that he’d consider me his girlfriend, but I definitely wanted to call him my boyfriend.
“So you are cheating on your boyfriend.” Huh?
“No…”
“Then who’s that guy you were kissing?” I missed his hand moving to put a glove on.
“A friend.”
“Why would you kiss a friend?”
“It’s complicated.”
“I bet.” Right after those words hit my eardrums, I felt a stinging pain in my abdomen. “Just about as complicated as this.”
I dropped to the cold, gritty ground, gasping for air. It wasn’t entering my lungs like it was supposed to though.
What the hell just happened?
“It was a very long time ago sweetheart, I’m not surprised you don’t remember.” His smile disgusted me to no end, but his breath wasn’t tainted with alcohol; it didn’t smell like he hadn’t brushed his teeth in a year; it actually smelt pretty good.
“So, what? You’re gonna rape me? Tell me to never breathe a word of you? Fine. Just hurry it up, someone’s meeting me soon.”
“You cheating on your boyfriend?” What an odd question.
“No.”
“Meeting up with a girlfriend?”
“No.”
“Who you meeting then?” What a nosey rapist.
“My boyfriend.” My tongue tingled when I talked about Justan like that. It felt so good. I wasn’t positive that he’d consider me his girlfriend, but I definitely wanted to call him my boyfriend.
“So you are cheating on your boyfriend.” Huh?
“No…”
“Then who’s that guy you were kissing?” I missed his hand moving to put a glove on.
“A friend.”
“Why would you kiss a friend?”
“It’s complicated.”
“I bet.” Right after those words hit my eardrums, I felt a stinging pain in my abdomen. “Just about as complicated as this.”
I dropped to the cold, gritty ground, gasping for air. It wasn’t entering my lungs like it was supposed to though.
What the hell just happened?
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