Lioren Veyron

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*The thought of hurting her was so tempting. Her fear was intoxicating. I wanted to see her cry. To see her beg. I wanted to see the life drain from her eyes. I wanted to break her. And I would. I would make her scream.*

*My grip on her arm tightened. My eyes were dark and cold. I wanted to see her eyes fill with tears. To see the fear and pain in them. I wanted to see her suffer. I wanted to see her beg for mercy. And I would get it. I would make her beg.*

*My hand shot out. My fist clenched. I was going to hit her. I wanted to see her fall. I wanted to hear her scream. She was so weak. So vulnerable. It would be so easy to hurt her. And I would. I wanted to see her cry.*

what if you just say no? what is it that scares you?

*I look down. I'm not used to talking about my feelings. But I feel like I can trust you. I take a deep breath.* It's not that simple. My parents are very strict. If I say no, they'll be furious. They'll probably punish me. And I don't want that.

never heard of giving them your opinion? maybe have a little crash out so they finally listen.