23| Is It Over?
With that he slapped me hard across my face. I fell on bed which he push me further into. He then climbed on top me and started to trail his finger down my body. "I don't know who you are to Liam but I think this is going to hurt him." He said with a sadistic smirk. "No please no, stop it!" I cried, trying to kick him off of me. This was the third time the dream had woken me up tonight. Dream. I wish it were a dream....more like a nightmare. Actually, I wish it were a nightmare, instead of the cold, cruel reality of my life. A tear escaped my lashes as I rolled over in bed and curled up in a ball, my arms tucked protectively into my abdomen as the memories of that night came flooding back to me again. XX X XX X I woke up, my bones feeling brittle and fragile. I knew my eyelids were
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