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I slowly opened my eyes; the pain in my body was still overwhelming. Everything was fuzzy, making me blink a few times before my vision started to come back. Looking around, I found myself in a bedroom I didn't know panic started to set in. The room was dimly lit, and the soft glow of a lamp illuminated the space. I tried to sit up, but pain hit my body like a shock of electricity, making me look out and groan in pain. Every inch of my body screamed at me in pain. Brax appeared at my side instantly, his face filled with concern. "Hey, take it easy," he said gently, placing a hand on my shoulder to steady me. "I don't understand... how did I get here?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Brax's expression softened as he explained, "I found you in that warehouse, Willow. Those men... they hurt you." His jaw clenched with anger as he spoke. Brax's expression darkened. "Those men are sick, Willow. They don't care about anyone but themselves. But I promise you, they will pay for w
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After a while, Brax fell asleep. I slowly moved his arm off me, getting up, ignoring the pain that shot through my body; I went to the bathroom. I went to the mirror, standing there holding onto the sink. I looked at myself; my face was unrecognizable. Swollen and bruised, my eyes were red, and my lip was split. The sight of myself sent a surge of anger through me; memories of the four men who had done this to me came flooding back. even know they were the ones who did this to me. My rage wasn't for them. It was for Steve. He was meant to protect me and look after me, not use me to pay his debts. Without thinking, I raised my fist and punched the mirror with all the strength I could muster. The glass shattered into a thousand pieces, reflecting my fragmented self back at me. A blood-curdling scream escaped my lips. I stood there gripping the sink with both hands so tight my knucks turned white. breathing heavily with my head hung low, I tried to calm myself down. The pain in my hand
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I sat there, frozen in fear as Brax made his way to the door. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I could feel the sweat beading on my forehead. The thought of Steve being on the other side of that door sent shivers down my spine.I gripped the sides of the chair I was sitting on, trying to steady myself. I held my breath, not daring to make a sound as Brax reached for the doorknob. Every muscle in my body tensed, ready to flee at a moment's notice.As Brax slowly turned the knob and pulled open the door, my eyes squeezed shut tightly. I couldn't bring myself to look, unable to face whatever horror awaited me on the other side.But then, I heard familiar voices – Dillion and Kasey. Relief flooded through me like a tidal wave, washing away some of the fear that had gripped me moments before. I opened my eyes cautiously, peeking around Brax to see his friends standing there.Dillion spoke first, his voice strong. "We found out who those bastards were," he said firmly. "we haven't bee
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I was scared to go home, but I knew that I had to do it for so many reasons. From the second I told them that I wanted to go home, I didn't say a word. Brax tried to talk me out of it, but I had my mind set on what I was doing. I wished I could tell Brax the reason I wanted to go home, but I can't. During the car ride there, I could feel Brax looking over at me every now and again, but I kept my eyes on my hands, which sat in my lap, playing with the bottom of my jumper. He dropped me at the end of the street only because I made him. As soon as I got to the end of the drive away, my heart started racing, and I regretted my choices. There was no turning back now.I slowly made my way up the path to my run-down flat. The closer I got, the more I let fear overtake me. I knew what I was coming back to.I could hear Steve's voice from the house. As I came around the corner, I locked eyes with my mother, who was heading back inside. She had a look of disdain on her heavily botoxed face. He
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Steve and my mother talked and laughed the whole way to the party. I kept my head down as Nat stared at me, studying my every move. I tried to pretend like I was okay and happy, but I couldn't shake the feeling that she saw right through that. As I pulled up to the party, the door came open, and Steve got out, followed by my mother. Nat turned to me before she got out. "You looked beautiful, Willow," she said with a warm smile.I forced a small smile in return, trying to hide the fear and anxiety bubbling inside me. As I stepped out of the car, I could already hear the loud music and laughter coming from the mansion where the party was being held. Steve put an arm around my mother as they walked towards the entrance, leaving me to follow behind them.As we entered the party, I immediately felt out of place among all the extravagance and wealth surrounding me. The guests were dressed in designer clothes and expensive jewellery, their faces painted with fake smiles and empty conversati
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we sat out by the foundation for hours. Brax gave me his suit jacket, and we just talked about it. Well, Brax did most of the talking; I just sat there listening for once. My body was relaxed and at peace. the sun started to peer over the hill in the distance, casting a warm golden glow over us. Brax's voice was soothing as he shared memories and thoughts with me, his words intertwining with the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze. as I sat there in peace, listening to him talk, I realised something that scared me: I was falling for him, and there was nothing that I could do to stop that. "come on" Brax stood up, taking my hands in his and pulling me to my feet before leading me into the house and up to his room. As we got to his room, it crossed my mind: what if he was expecting me to sleep with him? That was something I wasn't ready for and I don't know if I ever will be sex to be something that brought trauma and pain. I stood moving, my body starting to shut down as my mind rac
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On the drive back to my house, I couldn't shake the feeling of shame and disappointment as I sat there in silence, the weight of Brax's father's words hanging heavy in the air. I knew deep down that he was right—no matter how much I tried to separate myself from Stevon King, his name would always be a shadow looming over me.Brax reached out a hand to touch my arm gently as he stopped the car outside Steve's house, his eyes filled with concern. "Are you okay?" he asked softly.I nodded slowly, trying to push away the overwhelming emotions threatening to consume me. "I'm fine," I lied, forcing a small smile onto my face.But Brax could see through my facade, his gaze searching mine. "You don't have to pretend with me, Willow," he said quietly. I forced a bigger smile on my face, not wanting to deal with this right now. I needed time to work out what I was going to do. "I'm fine, I promise, just tired," I lied again. Brax sat there for a second, trying to work out if I was lying or no
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The rest of the day passed in a blur as I went through the motions of attending classes and interacting with my classmates. But no matter how hard I tried to push Brax out of my mind, his presence lingered like a ghost haunting me at every turn.After school, as I walked out, I heard footsteps behind me. Turning around, I saw Brax standing there, his expression unreadable. My heart clenched at the sight of him, but I forced myself to remain composed."Willow," he said softly, his voice breaking through the wall that I had built around myself.I swallowed hard, steeling myself against the wave of emotions threatening to overwhelm me. "Brax, please... it's better this way," I whispered, unable to meet his gaze. My eyes searched the ground as I played with the bottom of my sleeves.He stepped closer, reaching out to gently cup my face in his hands. "I don't care what anyone says or thinks. All that matters is how we feel about each other," he said earnestly.Tears filled my eyes as his w
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