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Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image. "No,"
"No, please,"
I was woken by Esmeray's constant twisting, turning, and crying. I shook her awake and her eyes shot open.
I stared at her weirdly and she covers her face.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I asked
"Bad dream," she whispered before removing her hands from her face.
"I'm sorry," she said before getting up. She walked to the balcony and exited.
I sighed before looking at the time.
1:24 a.m.
I got up and grabbed my weed and a pack of brown rizzler from my nightstand. I got up and walked to the balcony.
She was crying
I closed the door and she looked up at me through teary eyes. I sat down on the other chair and began rolling my blunt.
After a while, she stopped crying as she hugged her body.
"What was the dream about?" I asked before lighting my joint.
"It was a memory from my past," she whispered after a while.
I released the smoke through my lips and nose before speaking.
"You wanna talk about it?"
"No," she whispered and I nod.
"Come here," I said and she looked at me.
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Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image. "Now Esmeray," he said in a serious and possessive tone and I got up.
I walked towards him and he took my wrist. He pulled me down into him and I yelped.
I tried moving away but he gave me a look that told me to sit down. I sighed before making myself comfortable.
I rested my head on his chest as he smokes. I listened to his heartbeat and looked through the glass railing and down at the busy city.

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Third Time's A Charm
RomanceEsmeray was raised in a shitty orphanage and she didn't attend college. She started working at the age of eighteen. She rented the cheapest apartment she could afford but after a while, she start struggling with her rent because of her salary. She...