A NOCEUR SEQUEL.
THIS CONTAINS MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT.
"Roses aren't always red and violets aren't exactly blue, the society we live in never seems to speak the truth."
"Smiles aren't always happy and frowns aren't always upset, people judge too...
"In your basement, I grow cold Thinking back to what I was always told 'Don't talk to strangers or you might fall in love'"
Another short one... got 40+ chapters planned.
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11, June, 2023 9:41 pm 𓆩♱𓆪
Yesterday was another big dramatic change in this story, maybe the story of second chances from Harry's delicate point of view. I know that it's only been around three years of this madness and possibly a way of finding a way to move on from the past and make it out alive. I shouldn't say that. I don't have a past at all, Harry does.
Three times the charm they say, right?
Now he kinda doesn't at this point and I don't know exactly how or what he did to himself. I also have a feeling if I ask his brothers, I don't think they'll talk to me and I'm aware.
The way he had to do what he had to do to himself after that night caused me to feel a bit more pissed off about the situation but I knew I can't feel that way forever because we both agreed on starting over for the better and then he tried to kill me even when I thought he wouldn't do that.
Oh right, Idon'tknow him, but Idon't think he'd ever hurt a womanor kill one.
Just met him over twenty-four hours ago.
I'm being sarcastic.
Maybe we just don't really need to start all over empty-handed and have to ask each other questions about our personal information like couples do while getting to know each other. Fuck... we're not even a couple or were one 'cause everything was just made up by the puppeteer himself with his little puppets.
After that little blissful moment of chaos at the robbery yesterday, I and the girls went to McDonald's as I was pretending that I was completely over him and don't give a shit while eating ten-piece nuggets and large fries that were hot and fresh the way Roxy would like it. She then suggested that I should keep my distance from him after he nearly killed me with a small silver bullet. I told her that it was completely fine 'cause I'd be the one to crush his balls again.
