Two broken souls in the midst of a crazy world. Two souls running away from their past. There was no light at the end of the tunnel. The tunnel was cracking, slowly closing in.
When these two connect, as if they were set on the same path, light cre...
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What the fuck am I doing? Vivian has one hundred percent flooded my mind. I notice every detail about it her and it's almost painful.
The way she tenses at certain topics, how her leg bounces when she's nervous, how she only ever curls her hair once a week, the way she responds when we're touching, even the fucking way she lights a cigarette out on her phone case. I've clearly lost my mind.
This is and never was in the cards. The moment she appeared into my life, something shifted in me. I hate it, god I hate it so much.
Every thought about her is another set. I don't think i've been to the gym this often, until i met her. Hell i'm going to look like the rock if i keep this up. Maybe that's not the worst thing, but i'm not even doing it out of enjoyment, i hardly know what enjoyment is, until i'm with her.
The fact that she opened up to me was a game changer. From one fucked up family to another, I understand the strength it takes to tell someone about it. I hate seeing her cry, Id rather die than see her cry again.
Am I a huge asshole? Yes. I could see the disappointment and shock flash through her eyes when she came over. I wanted her next to me, I want her next to me all the damn time, but i can't. No matter how much I want to help her or comfort her, I just fucking cant.
Every single part of my body is screaming for me to leave her alone, to let her life her life and stay away from her, but no matter what it's like something is pulling me towards her every chance I get. She brought light into my life, with her bad attitude but the kindness she holds. I don't deserve her kindness, I know I don't, but she'll give it to me regardless, even though it's mixed with sarcasm or attitude.
I run my hands through my hair, sitting up from the bench I've been hogging for the past five minutes. I throw my bag over my shoulder and head out. I hate the campus gym, shits littered with tripods and excessive grunting.
I've decided I need to go for a ride, so instead of making my way back to campus, I head towards the highway. I've been riding bikes since the day I can remember. From a lame ass bike with training wheels, to a dirt bike, and then my brothers motorcycle.
"I don't want to be home, just take me with you" I pleaded with my brother, our dad is probably almost done smashing every single item in the cupboards by now. "I'm going out, I don't need you tagging along."
"Oh come on you won't even notice i'm there, or i can take the bike when you get there and come back when you need me" J knew he wasn't going to budge, but i couldn't go back inside.
He ruffled the curls on my head before putting on his helmet. "Just, fuck i don't know go for a walk okay? I'm sorry, i really have to go." Jace has been into some sort of shady business for awhile now, but i'd never question him.
I accepted my fate, heading back into the house. "You son of a bitch!" A plate came flying towards my head, but I was quick to duck, pushing at his chest to move him out of the way.
