MCBBL40/ Check her out
From Create Your Own Story
You fully intended on listening to her. She is a good kid, and she deserves someone to take care of her.
“He was all like...we should go to this club and swap...I did it. He lied he said we were married. I got fucked by strangers…” she winding up you think.
“They,” she is chocking up “they just used me. He let it happen.” she was crying again.
You couldn't pay attention. You couldn’t focus. She was upset, but you are not happy with people who lie down. You can't blame her for being a victim of course. It was your rugged “I can do anything. I hate losers” attitude. You know she needed you to listen. God… her legs. How can she be so skinny? She eats terribly, drinks like no one you have ever seen. She always so well put together. You admire her if not jealous.
“...and then we met Bryce there, he said you were members”
You go cold. You let out a breath. It must have been loud. She stopped talking. You look at her, her glassy eyes, streaked with tears. Her face so adorable, her sore swelled red eyes. Her peach skin. Freckles like a dusting a cinnamon. She was innocent, and beautiful. Right now however, I needed answers.
