an island full of secrets that looks so pretty from afar, but you set foot onto it and your faced with the reality. it holds the damaged, the broken, the broke, the drugged, the rich, the greedy, the creative, the lustful, the forbidden, the denied...
PROMISES FOR YOU <3 ----------------------------------
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"The biggest promise I can make is to love you forever" -----------------
The soft whimper and saliva from a dog, the alarm that went a steady and solid 'beep beep beep' is what woke up Tyler Routledge on Monday morning.
She worked with Kie at The Wreck, she made enough decent money for her family. Just like her brother did working for the Cameron's.
"Patch stop it" She giggled at her dog. She laughed more as she stretched out on her bed. Her dog licked all over her face in the process.
Patch's head sat directly on her breasts. The rest of her body laid on top of her. She grabbed Patch to sit up, she scratched behind Patch's ears and pet her head. In return Patch gave her hands, face and well pretty much everywhere wet sloppy dog kisses again and again.
She giggled at the animal, which happened to be a gift from her father actually.
"Okay now we have to go to work" She spoke softly to her beloved dog. She kissed the top of Patch's head and hopped off her bed. Patch whined at her girl; her tail was wagging as Patch leaped off the bed to press against her legs. The teenager was in the process of grabbing some shorts and she was attempting to slip the denim onto her body but with a dog leaning against her legs it was becoming a little hand just to balance with the weight against her.
"Patch stop I have to get ready for work" She pleaded to the dog. She picked Patch up again to set her on the messy bed. Patch just continued to whine at the girl.
She slipped her shorts over her legs. The material hung from her hips; her forest green underwear had the straps sitting on her curved waist. She grabbed the backpack, she started putting all sorts of her things inside of it. There was a vape, a bikini, Patch's leash that had been at the door hanging up. She was putting all of her 'essential' things inside. She moved around the messy room looking for a shirt, when her eyes found it and her fingers grasped it. She slipped the fabric over her head, letting it rest against her body. The faded gray lettering spelt out THE WRECK across the shirt.
She slipped her dirty converse over the bright red socks on her feet, turning to Patch with a smile. "Come on Patchy, work time" She cooed at the animal who was wagging her tail in response. She bounded out of her room, waving plainly to JJ who had himself sprawled out on the pullout again and she shouted to her brother in the kitchen too.
"I'M TAKING THE TWINKIE JOHNNY BYE BOYS" She shouted out as she went out the door, and off the porch to the van. She may have been 14 but she had learned how to drive a while ago. She got seated in the driver's seat with Patch at her toes who had hopped up to place her soft furry head in her lap. She pulled out of her driveway, the van going down the road. Patch's head was out the window as she moved fully onto her, the animal enjoyed the flowing wind on her furry face.
