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Wednesday, 3 June 2009
10:07:46 PM (GMT)
Romeo strokes my hair. Dad comes out, grabs Romeo by the collar and pulls him up.
He's obviously oblivious to my butt hitting the ground. I whine. Dad gives Romeo a
look of utter hate. The look in his eyes give me shivers. I turn to Slade who's
lookign directly at me. He opens his arms for me. I get up and climb in. He's been my
friend since we were tiny-tiny-babies.
  I bury my head into his shoulder.
 "You slut," Brylee growls. "Get off of my man."
 "I don't want him, Brylee," I say.
 She pulls me down. I glare at her. "You bitch!" I scream. "Get your filthy hands off
of me, okay? I ain't in the mood for yo crap!" She done made me get ghetto on her.
 She slaps me. 
 "Dear, Lord," I pray, "don't let me slap the piss out this jealous bitch. Amen."
 So, I turn around and walk away. I run actually. Something's....wrong. Something
smells. I feel hands around my waist. I shriek, but something cold and metal touches
my head. I gasp.
 "Stay still and don't say anything." The voice is horrible famaliar.
 "Robbie?" I squeak. "Why?"
 "My boyfriend," he answers. "Plus, you're not coming to destroy this family."
 "I'll go home, I'll go home," I whimper as he pulls me away.
 He pulls me into a car and ties me up. "Let's go," he says to the driver. "Have you
had your first kiss yet?"
 I shake my head. "No."
 He groans. "So much harder."
 "Am I gonna..kiss a girl?" I hiccup, crying. The idea's not appealing to me.
 He laughs. "No. I wouldn't let him get that carried away."
 I hiccup in the backseat. Suddenly the car lurches to a halt. I scream and Robbie
hits me with something. The gun. I faint.

When I wake, I'm in a dark, stinky room. From my position, I can tell I'm tied up.
That, and the fact that I have burns on my wrist. I whimper. "Robbie? Where are
 He doesn't answer. Someone comes downstairs. The driver. Robbie's main squeeze.
That's funny. And preverted. I giggle. I try to work the ropes off my hands. no such
luck. The boy comes downstairs. "Trissa-Kara, I'm Mitchell."
 "You're gay?" I squeak. He's dressed in a dress, for my sake!
 He nods. "Or bi. That's where you come in."
 "I ain't bi. Or gay."
 "You're the testie."
 "Cull," I say with a giggle. "God, I'm so perverted."
 He leans over to kiss me. He is not giving me my first kiss. I somehow break the
ropes and bring my knee up. He groans and drops the gun. I dart over to it and pick
it up. I kick him in the back of the neck and knock him unconcious.
  I bloe a bullet through the window and throw myself up.

‹NeverThoughtLoveAndLossFeltSoMuchAlike› says :   8 June 2009   837194  
...wow yehyita, just wow


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