The first time it happened was when he confessed to her. A naive little girl she was, she believed it was love . . . Nothing but sweet romance. It was the first time he had hit her. A mere slap to her cheek but it slap was still a slap. It was painful but a sense of pleasure lingered. That was when he knew she was his.

BULLIES

The third time it happened was when he came home drunk and immediately started showering her small body with sweet kisses and letting his corrupted hands all over her body. It was almost as if he loved her with his all heart if he wasn't so . . . soulless. 


But she didn't know better. She was never gonna learn. 


She knew what he wanted. He knew what she wanted. He started feeling nothing but pleasure but she felt nothing but pain. But she let him. She wanted love. She was desperate. She needed it . . . and she would take it in anyway she would get it. Even if it was fake. 


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