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He bitout I screa hi dirtier

I pushed hihtened to the point of choking me

"No! Stoph! Lef FE Go! Moferfukher!", I screa hi a hold of both ofhand, he pinned theles; his other hand still around my throat

"Get off

"Shut UP", he growled

When we’re consuer then we don’t stop till we see the harsh consequences Until the consequence are bad enough to evaporate out our anger and render us speechless and frozen And this is what I saw Consequences

A new terror filled

His hand around my throat, my hands pinned above and him abovefight with?

I have already lost The moment he recaptured me The moment he Kidnapped me No, the moment I first talked to him The moment we became friends The moment he first laid his eyes on me