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He was kissing me furiously. I tried to pull back, but he threw his strong hands on my neck and dragged me closer. I felt my arms hang limply on my sides. I couldn't move anymore. I cried and yanked my head back. Then I screamed at the top of my lungs.
"Stop it, stop! Get your hands away from me!" I saw Griffin's angry face change into a smirking, evil grin. He wiped the tears from eyes and shivered. "STOP IT!" I yelled.
Griffin wouldn't, though. He just kept wiping the tears from my face. Then, once again, his face changed into one that was sad and anxious. I knew it was it wasn't real; but it didn't stop me from trembling as I put one hand on his face and stroked it. What the hell was wrong with me? I felt like crawling in a hole and dying.
"I don't get it," I murmured, trying to withhold the sobs threatening to take over my life and soul. "Why do you keep changing, dammit? Y-y-you raped me and beat me with a rock and now you're wiping tears from eyes and I want you to stop. Let me go to Freddie, you dumbass." I was angry and confused and horrified.
Griffin smiled at me, but it was a twisted, evil grin. "I didn't like it when you fought me, so I kissed you. I don't like it when you mention Freddie either, honey. I love you, and I want you to be all for me."
Maybe he did love me. I just couldn't wrap my mind around it. I wanted the pain to go away. I wanted it all to stop. This horrible, burning sensation made me want to pitch myself off a cliff and cry. I ached for Freddie. I wanted his arms around me. That was all I wanted. And then I sank to the forest floor and died.
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