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I thought i'd try my little picture thing :D. Ok so heres the continuation to "Don't Trust a
Ho :O" Since my one on GSM got DELETED. rawrr.
The passage below is what i previously wrote.
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Vanessa opened her eyes and looked around. She was in Brett's bedroom, sitting on his bed. Her
hands were tied behind her back and her feet were tied together. She had nothing on but her bra
and underwear. Brett came in the room and grinned. At first, he said nothing and just walked
over to Vanessa.
He ran the back of his hand along her jawbone, "How you doin?" He whispered.
"Get away from me." She groweled and moved herself away from him.
"Oh Vanessa," He said darkly as he grabbed her arm and pulled her closer to him, "You were
always so feisty." He smirked.
"Get away from me!" Vanessa demanded again, but this time more loudly.
Brett said nothing. He pulled her roughly towards him and pressed his cold lips against hers.
Vanessa tried to pull away, tried anything to get away from him but his grip on her was to
strong. He pulled away from her to breath, then he climbed ontop of Vanessa. She screamed and
wiggled from underneath him to get away. He chuckled darkly and removed the rest of her
clothing..
A couple of hours later Vanessa woke up with a blanket over her. She didn't know what was
happening at first, but she soon realized what had happened. As she turned to her side, she
also realized that Zac wasn't there to help her. The thought of him brought back terrible but
yet wonderful memories. Everyone was right. She was a wh0re. Vanessa sat up with the blanket
still around her, she gathered her clothes and threw them on quickly. After she threw on her
shirt, she walked through the house. It was old and the floor made an annoying sound whenever
she stepped on it. Brett was no where to be found. Vanessa fell to her knees and allowed
herself to sobb. The memory of a couple hours ago haunted her. And she wasn't leaving without
revenge...
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My new passage [Chapter]
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Vanessa walked to the front door, satisfied. She had poured gasoline all over Brett's house.
It was weird how he had ALL that gasoline in his garage but Vanessa didn't care what she was
wasting. If that idiot is still on cigarettes, She thought to herslef, He'll probally drop the
lighter like he always does. She took one last look then left.
It was cold outside. Winter was almost here..The snow started to cover the sidewalks, snowmen
were built outside houses by childern, and Christmas trees and lights were already up. Vanessa
wrapped Zac's jacket (That she stole from his closet) around herself, wrapping her arms around
her body to keep warm. Maybe, she could find a box or something, just to stay the night at. Or
someone would offer. A familiar car pulled up next to Vanessa. She kept her head down, just in
case it was Brett. As she picked up her speed the stranger from behind her, wrapped their arms
around her waist, pulling her closer to them.
They lowered their head and whispered into her ear, "I've been looking everywhere for you,"
The stranger, pulled Vanessa to their chest, her back still against their chest.
She spun around, "Oh god Zac!" She let out a sigh of relief, even though she wasn't happy to
see Zac at all.
"Vanessa please don't run off like that!" He too let out a sigh of relief, "You scared me half
to death! Who knows where you've been..."
"Why would you care!?" She said harshly, giving him a hard look.
"I..I want to help you--"
"NO YOU DON'T!" She shouted, more loudly than she planned to, "You dropped your wife for ME!"
She put her emphese on the word "me", "Then you drop me for two blonde bimbos!" [no offence to
blondes xD. I love you all! *Holds up peace sign*]
"I didn't DROP you! I just got caught up! Drunk..you know..." He raised his voice but only for
a brieft moment.
"Save it Zachary." She simply said and pulled herself away from Zac, she began to walk away
but Zac grabbed her hand.
"I'm not ready to loose you," Their lips were barely touching, "Not just yet.." He leaned in
closer...
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Sorry its short.