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Sexual abuse comes in all colors of the rainbow, it’s not just black and white.
“If anyone has hurt you while I’ve been away.” His mouth slams closed and the muscles on either side of his jaw pulse. “I’ll fucking kill them, and that’s not a threat. That’s a goddamn promise.” My legs wobble beneath my weight, my restraint pulling against me. I want to tell him everything.
Sexual abuse is not something that the human mind or body can be conditioned with. Survivors find coping mechanisms until they find a way to either escape or it kills you.
in the hopes that over the years it will condition me to believe that we’re both doing this together. That’s what abusers do.
“I don’t warm, I’m ice cold, and once someone fucks me over, I never forget.”
“You’re mine, Duchess. In every fucking way that is possible for a woman to be owned by a man. You’re mine.” “Like, girlfriend, or like, old lady, or fiancée?” His eyes close as he attempts to contain his laugh. I shove him again. “Shut up, Roy! Your world is weird.” His voice is hoarse from his laughing, his hard chest against mine. “Jade.” He kisses me. “All of the above.” My insides melt.
Careful who you fall in love with, every girl has a crazy best friend. And if she doesn’t? She is the crazy best friend.