The Bullies Who Own My Nights
It goes quiet inside. That's worse than the crying.
I stand in the gravel with my shoulder throbbing and my hands shaking.
I don't know how long. Long enough for the sun to move across the fence.
End of Chapter 2
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
LeaveIt goes quiet inside. That's worse than the crying.
I stand in the gravel with my shoulder throbbing and my hands shaking.
I don't know how long. Long enough for the sun to move across the fence.
End of Chapter 2
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