WARNING the italicized part may be a little intense but it is very important to the story.
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I walk into the kitchen. It's been almost an hour since my walk with Daniel. I can't stop thinking about him. I look through the fridge because I'm a hungry B**ch. If I could stop thinking about Daniel, then maybe I could eat something while actually recognizing I'm eating.
I grab the leftover pizza from yesterday and just inhale it. I go upstairs to my emo looking room. I fall into bed hoping to for once in my life get a good nights rest. Little did I know that tonight, my dreams would be even more torturous than any nightmare I've had yet.
I'm running away from him. Oh god not here again. My stepdad is chasing me. "You can run but you can't hide. Come on Emily. I just want to play with you. I'm not going to hurt you"
All goes quiet. I can't hear his footsteps or his breathing. It's just completely quiet.
Then I'm grabbed from behind. I try to scream but it's muffled as his large hairy hand covers my mouth. I start to cry. I bite his hand in hope that there is a chance that he'll let go. Instead, I got a hit to the head in return.
He carries me to the 'playroom'. I try again to pull away. I don't want this again. It's too late though. He's already undressing me. He takes off his pants. He forces me to my knees. Not again. Oh god not again!!!!
I wake up, drenched in sweat, my breathing heavy. My dreams never went that far. Never. Something's happening. And I don't like it.
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What Happened to Us?
RomanceSo this is a story of Emily and Daniel. Something happens that changes them forever.
