This is a self ship story of myself and Larten Crepsley. Spoilers ahead for the Cirque du Freak and Saga of Larten Crepsley.
There's also a bunch of art I got commissioned. Info on the artists in story and in the comments.
I woke up, feeling groggy. My chest hurt from the panic attack the other day. I sat up and saw Larten sitting on the bench, thinking about something. He looked over at me as I put my glasses on. "How are you feeling?" he asks. "I'm feeling better, a little scared but..... better." I say "How exactly do you know this Dean character? You mentioned he assaulted you..... what did he do?" I glance away, rubbing my arm. I didn't like talking about that night, hell I thought I had moved on from that. "He choked me." I say "three times in the span of one night..... I almost passed out the last time he did" "I am so sorry." I shake my head, "that's been years ago...... I just never thought that it'd come back up." I get out of the coffin. I stretch the stiffness from my body. Larten stands as well. "What was that about a book series that Mr. Tiny was talking about?" I stop, "oh.....um....that. You might want to sit down for this one." I tell him all about the Cirque du freak series, everything that happened and such. I teared up a little when I started to talk about his death. I told him how it ended and why everyone was still alive. "That is...... a lot to take in" he says. "I bet, I'm sorry I didn't tell you about this earlier. I just thought it wasn't the best idea." "I understand. " he says. He walks over to me as I'm about to open the door and wraps his arms around me. I let my hand drop from the door. "I give you my word, we will find your assulter then, I will kill him." His grip tightened slightly. I touch his hands, "thank you Larten.
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