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"Find love." She looked at him.

"Still looking." She murmured.

"Not really." She shrugged. "I never knew id be sharing the list."

She sighed

She rested her cheek on his shoulder.

She couldn't help but laugh. "What about it?"

She bit down on her bottom lip and nodded. "Yes."

"I agree." She released her lip and sighed. "What we're both feeling right now is lust. Not love."

"We don't want to anything we'd regret afterwards." She rubbed his arm.

"That's called rape." She raised an eyebrow.

"Men don't usually regret rape. It's kind of point as to why they do it." She said.

She nodded. "That's good."

"I'll talk to my mom tonight to see how she feels about dad." She said.

"My uncle is coming over tomorrow for the weekend." She whispered.

"He hasn't touched me since i was fourteen. He's been over plenty of times before that." She shrugged.

"I'm not sure he will. He stopped because my dad was getting suspicious." She said.

She nodded. "Okay."

"There isn't a lock on my bedroom door. And if I lock myself in the bathroom then he will know I'm hiding."

"They know I don't have a lot of friends." She sighed.

"You know my dad would just beat me so I couldn't go."

"I can't Jason." She shook her head.

"He doesn't like it when I'm out. Neither does my mom."

"I wish I could stay I really do." She frowned

"I cant!" She yelled and stood up,

"Seriously? You're saying that to me?! You have no idea what I have to deal with when I'm at home. If I don't go home tonight, I probably won't be here tomorrow!" She screened through tears.

"He will find me. I know he will." She sniffed.

"Don't." She stepped back and swatted his hand away. "You don't understand."

"I can't!" She screamed.

"I don't want you to get hurt! So I can't let you into my life!"

"No. No no no. I don't deserve your sympathy." She began to pack her things.

She cried harder. "You don't love me. No one can love me. I'm a violated vessel that is bound to collapse at any moment."

"Why?" She sobbed into his chest.

All she did was cry harder.

She sniffed and gripped his shirt with her hands.

"I have to go." She whispered.

"I'll try to. I'll call you tomorrow night." She said.

She smiled a little and let him

She kissed him back softly

She sighed and looked down.

She opened her mouth then closed it.

"I...:I can't say it back. Not yet."

"I'm sorry." She stepped back.

"Is it?"

"I'll go then.." She sighed.

"I will." She kissed him back.

"Bye." She kissed his cheek and left his house.

((Yeah))


An hour after Kaya was suppose to call, his phone rang.

"Jason?" Her voice was muffled and hoarse from crying. There were shouts in the background.

"Kaya! Where are you?!" Her dad roared.

No one came to the window. There was a scream from the living room.

Kaya was alone in the middle of the living room, laying flat on her stomach. She didn't have pants or underwear on.