Chapter 1

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Willows Pov:

Ugh, Mondays I hate them so much. Like,why do they have to exist?

To wake myself up I force myself out of bed and turn on my steamy shower, I decide to let it run for a little bit while I brush my teeth. I spit the rest of the toothpaste out and hop in the shower,the warm water slowly runs down my body and causes a wave of relaxation to wash over me.

Once I'm out I get ready for work and make my way there after having cereal. As soon as I step out my house I feel as if something is watching me. "Hello,if someones there I suggest you leave",my soft voice sounds far from intimidating, but I decide to speak up again. "I said leave,I..I have pepper spray and I wont hesitate to use it"

Suddenly,within the blink of an eye someones hand wraps around my mouth. I hear a deep,raspy voice with a strong British accent. "Sorry love,but you're coming with me".Then it all went black.

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Lmao i cant write stories lol

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 26, 2018 ⏰

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