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Leslie

I opened my eyes and looked down to Ben who was hugging my stomach as he breathed exhaustedly. His grip around me was weak and he was deeply asleep that I didn’t struggle to sneak out of bed like I’ve been attempting to for a while.

I climbed down from the bed, covering him with the blanket before I picked up his shirt that was tossed on the floor and buttoned up. Cold, sticky fluid slipped past my legs and my face curled in disgust as I picked my own shirt from a few days ago to clean away his semen.

I stood up and softly groaned in pain from the sores and the marks Ben handed to me. I had grown accustomed to the pain from Ben’s hard hand on me and I was afraid of that… Afraid of adjusting to a life of abuse.

I looked at Ben who was quietly sleeping before I slipped out of the room. It’s been hard to get breathing space from Ben ever since Azrael came to see me and I was worried about him because just like Ben, h

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