⚠️trigger warning⚠️
some chapters may contain mentioned of rape, drugs, abuse and or suicide/death.
read with caution..
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Some will be OCs or y/n. Some also maybe my own creation of the Netflix original, Peaky Blinders. Depends on how im fee...
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I make you feel so fine, make you feel so fine
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The front door slams and he stomps into the kitchen where I am. He runs his hand through his hair. His day was stressful just by the looks of him. Blood covers his shirt and he slowly takes it off.
It drops to the floor and he groans as he stretches. The muscles all over his body stretch as bones make popping and crackle noises.
"Fuck me man," he groans quietly. His voice just above a whisper.
I look at him for just a second before going back to my computer. Searching for places to get an abortion if it comes to that. I don't want to do that, but it is an option. I found out today, but we haven't had sex in almost three months. He has been too busy and tired, which I'm fine with.
No wonder I've looked so bloated lately.
Looking back up at him he's looking at me. "What're you doing," he asks as I switch to a new tab and type something random in.
"Nothing, just looking for-" I pause and stare at the screen. An email pops up and I don't know if I want to read it. "Looking for something for dinner," I say as I skim passed the email.
"Hm." He hums as I hear him shuffling to something else.
I click it and open it completely. Reading it quickly anger fills my eyes.
"Why were you seen with some other chick?" I ask as I look up from the lap top. He stands with the fridge door open as he searches it's contents.
"What'd you mean?" He asks not looking at me.
"Really Roman?" I roll my eyes, "what the fuck do you think I mean huh?"
He turns to face me and you can see in his eyes he's getting mad. "Well I wouldn't have fucking asked if I knew! I don't know know I was seen withanother chick!" He mocks me slightly.
"Well I just got an email saying you were! Photo proof too! This bitch isn't me so try again!"
"Aspen, I don't fucking know!" He yells throwing his hands in the air.
