One day. One day was all it took. One day for me to fall into heartbroken love. I was walking my dog Chip, Saturday morning after breakfast. It was a nice day, a bit breezy, and plenty of sun. Almost romantic: I should've known. Chip had suddenly broken loose and was chasing a squirrel, I ran after him not looking where I was going. When I stopped, I looked around. Where was I? I'd never been into this neighborhood before. It was fancy, with huge houses, and neat gardens and yards. I started to head back home, but I couldn't figure out which way to go. Should I go this way? No, that way. That pine tree looks familiar. But I remember those roses. I gave up, I was lost. I sat down on the curb and hugged myself. It was dark, and a strong wind was blowing. I started to cry, and cry, and cry myself to sleep. I was suddenly awaken by a push of a strong hand. "What are you doing?" he said "it's 2:00 in the morning!" I peered up at him. He was quite handsome, muscular, blonde hair, blue eyes, your classic model. I shivered, I hadn't realized how cold it was. I suddenly came to. I had been dreaming before I thought. I started to panic, and got up. I felt that strong hand stop me. "Whoa, there babe" he said, while firmly holding me back. "Where are you going?" "I need to go back!" I said, "My dog, my parents, my life!" Full of emotions, I say down and cried again. He picked me up, and put me in his car, and started driving. "Where are you going?" I asked once my tears were gone. "To my house" he replied. After about 10 minutes he turned into a driveway. When I got out of the car, I was facing the biggest house I ever saw. I had big wooden doors, and windows that looked like there were made out of crystal. When he led me inside I was even more astonished. There were fancy paintings, lace curtains, leather sofas and chairs, and maids and butlers. My family wasn't poor, but we didn't come anywhere near this. He called a maid over, and told her to do a few things. Then her turned to me and said "Tell me about yourself."
"Well" I said "My name is Ashley." "Have a seat" he said and gestured towards a sofa. I obediently sat down, and he sat down next to me. I went on "I'm 15, and I go to Cretin High School." Not willing to give anymore information I said "And you?" My name is Colt, I'm 17 and I go to Webleu High. Colt, that's a funny name, I thought. But I have to admit, it suited him in some way. The maid returned then, with some clothes. "Put them on, bathrooms over there" he said and pointed towards the bathroom. I put them on, and looked at myself in the mirror. They were kind of revealing, and well sexy. When I came out, I noticed he was staring. I wasn't ugly, but I wasn't exactly hot. His gaze went all over my body, then he patted the spot next to him. I sat down next to him. I looked at him. I loved him. I can't explain why, but I loved him. Colt's View She was so sexy.... I was drooling. With those clothes, her curves, her breasts, her tan, soft skin. And her lips, I just wanted to reach over and kiss them. I loved her, for no reason at all. I can have any girl I want. I'm rich, good looks, I have it all. But I wanted her, and she didn't want me. "You can stay here tonight" I said. "Really?" she said "Where will I sleep?" "I'll show you" I said. I wanted so badly to sleep with her, but I told myself, not now Colt, not now. I motioned for the servants to leave. I didn't want them here. I looked at her. She looked puzzled but not anything else. I began leaning towards her, she didn't notice. I couldn't help it anymore. I grabbed her and kissed her wildly. She screamed and fought. I didn't notice. I didn't care. I had her. That's all I needed to know. I began forcing her under me. I couldn't help it. She screamed and fought, until she finally found a weak point. She began yelling about my family.
Colt's View: I'm not that sensitive about my family, really. But when she began saying "No wonder your parents left!" She hit me. My parents were drunken hobo's. They left me when I was 5 years old. I still remember them, but I don't miss them. I'm glad they're gone. But when someone accuses me of making my parents leave. I get mad, really mad. I immediately stopped. "Take that back!" I demanded. "No!" she cried. "I picked her up, then threw her back onto the sofa. "You'll be sleeping with me tonight" I growled. I'm so going to get revenge. Ashley's View: I'm scared. What happened to the polite, nice Colt? What will happen to me? There was no use escaping, I'm lost. I'll just have to see what happens. He grabbed me by the back of my dress and pulled me to his bedroom. He tossed me some clothes to put them on. I started towards the bathroom, but he shook his head no. I understood. He wanted to undress in front of him? I didn't know what to do. I noticed a part of the bed where it was tall and thick enough to hide me. I crawled over there and undressed. I had to go with the flow. But I would not apologize, never. He motioned for me to come to him. I did. He took me and shook me roughly. I looked at his face, it was full of anger. I wanted to get away, but I couldn't. He tossed me on his bed them lay down next to me. He grabbed me and shook me, then said "Do you apologize?" I shook my head no. He looked even angrier, but he just lay down.
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