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Dylan's WeekendPart One:Dylan's Weekend
Sweat rolled down his forehead and into his eyes, stinging them and making him squint. His glare was barely visible behind the slits in his face. He squeezed her neck to the wall with his left hand and screamed and spit at her face.
“You're nothing but a fucking slut,” he said as she cried and breathed in and out like a dog out of breath. He slapped her across the face hard enough to make her fall down. For a moment I thought he was going to kick her in the stomach but instead he turned away and walked into his bedroom, leaving her trembling body on the floor.
I watched this from the other side
by ~helloimalex
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