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Prejudice, it is well known, are the most difficult to eradicate from the soil whose heart has never been loosened or fertilised by education: they grow there, firm as weeds among stones.
Charlotte Brontë
JANE EYRE.
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Desire was Drunk.
"What's a Rat's favourite cereal?" She slurred, leaning on Elena as they walked into her room.
"I don't know Desire, what is?" Elena tried to balance them both before she dumped Desire on the bed. This was supposed to be a quiet girl's night out but things didn't go as planned. Clearly.
Desire snorted then laughed.
"Mice crispes"
Elena rolled her eyes and began pulling off Desire's shoes.
"You didn't laugh Elena. Wasn't it funny? Am I not funny? Is that why he left me?" She complained, bursting into a new set of tears for the night.
"C'mon honey no you're hilarious" Elena tried to convince her.
"And you left him because he is a dick" She muttered under her breath but Desire heard her anyway.
"I don't know if he had a small or big dick cause I never saw it" She hiccuped.
"I didn't need to know that"
Desire giggled and snuggled the pillow.
"I really liked him you know after all this time. I didn't think I'd stay this long alive, he was a reason"
"You should be your own reason to live for before anyone else"
Elena knew about Desire's situation, as she called it. Earlier tonight Desire had filled her in on everything from therapy to Rachael to Kye. Honestly she felt sad that Desire was looking for people to give her a reason to live instead of living to give people reasons to love.
"You know you could just go home, Ashe must be up.."
"Oh shut up Desire I'm not leaving just suck it up"
After twenty five minutes, she spoke up before drifting into a deep sleep
"I love you Elena"
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She was inlove, that was all she needed to know. Kye, she loved him and she missed him so dearly. The early morning air entering her nostrils, she took a sip from her cup of coffee and looked at the time, Kye was supposed to be here twenty minutes ago. Kye hadn't returned her calls or messages was he ignoring her on purpose?. All she could think about was him she didn't even notice when someone took a seat infront of her.
"Morning sister"
She rose her head up to meet hazel eyes identical to hers. Rachael sat in front of her looking at her. Her emotions were mixed with both happiness and anger, her senior sister she hadn't seen in years just appeared from nowhere.
"Oh really no hugs?" Rachael rolled her eyes
"Rachael?" The question left her tongue.
Rachael nodded
"In flesh, bones and blood"
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