Cat buried her face into his chest, her breathing ragged and shaky as she grasped onto him. He wouldn't have hit her if she hadn't hit him first, that's what she told herself. But her heart throbbed painfully, feeling as if it were shattered. She would have never believed he could hurt her like that, ##### or not. Nor could she believe that he had done it on purpose. She could hear in his voice that he was sorry, and she wasn't mad at him. Just hurt. She touched the bruise on her neck, one that had formed from Brynn's kisses. She sighed softly, shakily, as she remembered the first kiss that had happened the night before. The one that had felt real. After that, it had felt like only a game. She could still feel his warm lips on hers, and it erased the heartache for a second. But only for a second. Because she realized that it had only been the results of drinking. She buried her face once more in his chest.
~I do not produce signatures~
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Because i am epic like that.
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~"Love is always patient and kind. It is never jelous. Love is never boastful or concieted. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and it is not resentful." -1 Cornithians 13:4