Not your typical story

CC's POV

How could Shawn just go and hurt her like that? This person has done nothing BUT everything he asks of her. She runs drugs, and other illegal things for him, and she says one damn word and BAM a hand across her face. There is nothing you can do for her. She is HIS. And, plus, if he found out that you are so sweet to her, and give her weed, he will make her kill YOU, my mind whispered in my head.

After I brushed Belladonna's hair away form her face I couldn't help but look in to her eyes...those dark brown eyes that seemed to hold more pain and fear then any others that I have seen. I put my hands on the side of her face. I slowly bent my head down to hers. I have wanted to kiss her since the first day Shawn brought her over. She was just 16 and I was 24. Now she is 22 and I am 30. I feel her tense up then relax. I gently place my lips on hers. She wraps her arms around my neck, forcing me to move closer. I place my hands on her hips, and kiss her hard. Dude you are going to die if and when Shawn finds out, my mind reminded me. I don't care, not now, not in the moment.

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