His
Laying down in bed, thinking many possibilities that could happen. It was a pain in the ass, knowing that one could only assume.
It was hard to think many possibilities for anything could happen, really but it was amusing to find that sometimes it was not really a shock when you found out one of the many things you had assumed but sometimes it rathers infuriates you to just find that you were overthinking many things.
Getting up, I opened the drawer and saw her pictures scattered there. Unknowingly a smile had made up on my face, she never fails to bring a smile on me.
When my phone rang, it instantly removed the smile on my face. I hated that sound, it always snaps me out of my thoughts, her.
“Speak”
“B-boss we got the guy”
“Bring him in the basement, and the tools also”
“O-okay boss”
And with that I hang up.
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Shattered
Romance"Try to touch her, speak to her, look at her and even think of her. You'd wish you already died" "It's not selfishness when you both love each other."
