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It was supposed to be a simple kiss, but it’s not. It’s an awakening. It’s a million bolts of electricity reviving a stalled heart. It’s a montage of a thousand lifetimes spent in a million reckless, beautiful ways.
I appreciated that control, I’ve craved it. I’ve used it to soothe old wounds and memories of a time when my ability to choose, to decide was ripped from my grasp.
A girl he’s never met because she died before I knew him.
A hole in my heart where nothing else can grow. A dark cloud over my head that nothing can pierce through. A glaring emptiness in my life that nothing will ever eclipse.
ready to hunt down carnal satisfaction and force it to take the place of the bone-crushing guilt and grief constantly brewing inside of me.
searching for answers to questions I don’t even know how to ask, is not being able to move at all. Stillness
Rough hands holding my wrists. Alcohol laced breath on my neck. Weight I couldn’t possibly move on my own pressing me into the mattress…
She was raped!\
Sometimes it’s a tornado that you can’t avoid, a train wreck you can’t look away from. A car crash you can’t stop no matter how hard you hit the brakes.
“I think desires can be born out of any circumstance, good, bad, or ugly, and still be valid representations of the things we want for ourselves. The source of the desire doesn’t matter so much as what we do with the dream it sparks in us.”
“No.” He frowns. “You, princess. Your happiness. Your safety. Your well-being. I take it all very seriously.”
The people he’ll call will find those women, and some of them will be willing to talk. Some of them will want justice, and when they get it, it will provide peace for every woman that’s survived him, including the one I love.
“It’s more than nice, Mallory. Your smile is the thing I want most in the world. I spend every waking moment trying to find new ways to get you to give it to me. I wish for it on every shooting star and repeating number on a clock.” My
“Not fake, princess. Real. Everything I feel for you, everything I want with you is real.”
Mallory Kent could ask me for the moon, and I’d find a way to get it for her. She could ask me for the stars, and I’d steal them from the sky. She could ask for my heart, and, well….she already has that. She just doesn’t know it yet.
“To Chris’ graduation dinner. Can I drive your car?”
Her heart is going to fall apart.noooo omg
