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    Chapter 150 - Sprace (Spot x Race)

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    - Chapter 150 - Letters -
    Warnings: lots of mentions of abusive and neglectful parents, high anxiety and such
    Modern and Soulmate AU
    Third Person POV
    A/N: Not how I imagined my 150th chapter, but you know, at least I was able to write something other than chapters for stories that aren't even out yet haha. Also, this book is almost at 100k reads, so yay!!! I hope y'all enjoy this haha
    "I can't."
    "You can!"
    "Nuh uh." Race shook his head, pushing back against the wall as if that would help him dissolve into it. "You cannot make me."
    "Racer," Jack sighed, "just read the damn letter."
    "Come on, Race," Crutchie said after the blond shook his head. He was sat on the bed due to his leg hurting him, and his crutches were laying beside him. "What bad can come of it?"
    "Oh, I don't know. Whoever sent it being mad that their soulmate hasn't responded for SIXTEEN YEARS?!" Race exhaled, his eyes wide.
    "I'm sure they'll just be happy that you responded now," Crutchie thought optimistically.
    "Nuh uh. Can't do it. I'm not strong enough." Race shook his head vigorously.
    Jack sighed, rubbing his face with his hands. "You survived a childhood of abuse; this is nothing."
    "I already knew my father didn't love me, Jack," Race responded. "Rejection from my soulmate will hurt much worse than any pain he carved into my skin."
    His foster brothers just stared at him, pity in their eyes.
    It was suffocating.
    It always was.
    Race had grown to know said suffocating feeling. It seemed to follow him, wherever he went, and no matter who he was with.
    Just pity. That's all they felt for him.
    He was sure Jack and Crutchie weren't trying to pity him. After all, they knew the feelings he felt all too well.
    But at least Jack and Crutchie had been able to sneak their letters away and respond to their soulmates.
    They'd gotten help.
    They hadn't been alone.
    Race had been alone for a decade. 
    He was used to it.
    His father had taken his first letter he'd received at age 6 and ripped it up. He'd continued to do so every year after.
    He'd always be angry.
    "Soulmates are CURSES!"
    "Your soulmate will just leave you, Antonio. They don't care about you."
    "If I find out you EVER responded to them, I will make you regret it more than they will."
    Race flinched as his father's voice rang through his ears.
    He trusted Jack and Crutchie.
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