I woke up screaming, only to find myself in my own room, with the dark sky.
The moon was shining down on me and I thought about how nothing, fucks you up, more than your own thoughts.
How many more times was I going to have this dream, would it ever stop.
I wanted to stop reliving one of the worst moments of my life.
I wiped the tears of my face and remembered the last word he said, ‘I'll wait for you to find me.’
I sure as hell was going to find him, and kill him, slowly so he can feel everything I have felt over these past few years.
And then Id carves my name onto his arm the way he carved his into my fathers. I am going to make him pay, even if it’s the last thing I do. I snap out of my thoughts as I hear my phone buzz.
It was sage, she screamed, “Where the hell are you, you late for the ball YOU'RE hosting.” “Shit sage I completely forget I'll be there soon.” I quickly hung up and got out of bed, fuck Xzaiver's goanna be pissed.
I hurried out trying wash away my thoughts away and got ready.
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We Cannot Be
Romance*TRIGGER WARNING* •may have some mature scenes• ▪ ▪ "𝓓𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓫𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓽; 𝓫𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓯𝓵𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝔀𝓲𝓬𝓮." Amaya would describe herself as a heartless bitch, who couldn't care less about anyone around her. Not that she really had...
