Torin-Shattered: Way Down We Go (Part 1)

ging toward us. Torin continued plowing forward, shoving him out of the way as

the way, Darius exclaimed, "What the fuck, Tor? What t

led as he slammed his w

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r to my room. It wasn't as if I hadn't known what she did. Fuck, I'd been trying to convince m

dance for me. And God, how she'd made me want her-not like I hadn't forever it seemed anyway.

ver, when she'd begun to dance for me, I'd become no different than any of the rest of them. Nee

p her or fuck her. I wanted her, fuck yeah I did, but I wouldn't do that to either of us. I'd NEVER wanted another wo

ye. The goddamn-mother-fucker, didn't give a shit about his own daughter, his blood, and before I'd e

t wouldn't be long until greed took care of that. As the Prez's daughter, Stye would get a high price for her virginity. He was into some fucked u

e. The cost was too goddamn high, and though little else phased me, Marlowe was my Krypton. So in a

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ramping, and I had body aches that felt like they were nestled down into the marrow of my bones; like growing

I couldn't stop shooting irate glances at Torin, confused that he continued to ignore me. Seemingly, a

ther I lived or died. Finally having enough of being ignored, I st

d in my direction. Suddenly a sneezing fit seized me, and I sn

tried to stem the flow with my hand; however, it wasn't adequa

ked a huge handful out and covered my n

I found my eyes watering and overflowing for a very different reason when a warm pair of arms slid a

is chest, Torin settled me against him. Resting his chin on my shoulder, his warm breath caressed my ear as he

rom the inside as it screamed out its pain and neediness. I forced out a broken whisper of, "It

rms, warming the chills seizing me, as laying his forehead agains

ct moment, a sharp pain squeezed my stomach mercilessly, and wi

raying for death. From outside of the bathroom's do

nd mood shifting, I screamed, "You wan

er side of the door, I snarled, "No? Then

et you drugs, Marlowe. What I am going to do, though, is g

ept it and get that through your

heard the thump of his bar

n and miserable, I muttered