2017
"You've got to be fucking kidding me." The curly brunette huffs, his sharp jaw clenched so tightly that I feared it might break.
It's been a decade. Twelve fucking years to be exact.
A lot of shit has happened in twelve years. I was a kid back when we last met and now you could say I'm a man. Or at least I'd like to think am.
I'm certainly more of a man than he'll ever be.
My eyes flick between the two figures standing with two very different body postures.
The one on my left, the angry one, he stood with his hands balled into fists beside him. His green eyes stared into the brown ones that stared back at us. The one I haven't seen in twelve years, only whenever I dreamt.
I felt a strange sickness to my stomach. One that I've not felt before. It was numbing my body, making me feel weak even though I've had more energy than a toddler after eating all Halloween candy they got.
I could feel my heart beating inside my throat, only making me more nauseous.
I haven't felt this way before, yet I was certain what this unknown feeling was.
I was scared for the first time in my life.
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Leather And Lace
FanfictionFamily. A group of people united by the ties of marriage, blood, or adoption. A bond between people who could either be blood related or not. Sometimes it's best if you don't keep in touch with those who are blood related to you. Because even family...
