Bully's Mail Order Mate
The mail order mate app just matched me with my teenage bully.
I had a crush on him but he made my life a living hell. I ran as far as I could.
Now we find ourselves in the same pack, and on the same app to boot.
But this time, I’m stronger and even curvier. And I won’t let him hurt me again.
I was used to being called worthless, to being called fat.
But I left that toxicity behind and learned to love my curves.
I moved on, but deep down I know I never got over him.
And running into him again completely destroys me.
I’m annoyed at how attractive he is, and the memories he teases out of me.
He runs his hands over my innocent body, reminding me of the way he toyed with me.
He whispers that he’ll mark me, reminding me of the cruel words he spoke before.
If I give into him this time, will he be my mate and my baby’s daddy?
Or will he break the last remaining pieces of my heart as well?
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