I take out my sharp blades and slit my writs. My blood drips all over the floor. I have about 16 cuts on my left arm. They hurt so bad but i need to feel more pain. "Are you scared now?" I hear Tate ask me. But he wasn't accually there it was just my imagination. I lift up my shirt and i cut my stomach. 3 deep cuts. If i cut any deeper i will probably die.
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Im In Love With A Criminal
FanfictionFalling in love with Tate Langdon can be wonderful untill you find out some of his dirty little secrets and devistating lies.
