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Status: Completed

Dead dad.

Drug dealer for a mom

Abusive brother.

Is saved from the baddest boy in town.

life is great for Melissa McMillan, right?

Wrong.

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"Why are you crying?" He asked, taking my hands away from my face.

I couldn't answer him, I was too focused on the situation. I almost became a sex slave, I was almost used for human trafficking.

No words needed to be exchanged, as Dillon knew what I needed more than anything. He knew that I need some type of comfort.

And so, he did the only thing I needed right now. A hug.

Dillon wrapped his arms around my waist, and gently squeezed, while I wrapped my arms around his neck.

My whole body was shaking from head to toe, my sobs wracked in my throat, and I sobbed loudly in his shoulder.

He knew I needed this