He's out his head, I'm out my mind
We got that love, the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it's him and I
I bolted out of that gothic mansion as fast as I could. The place was seriously messing with my head, bringing back all sorts of traumatic memories.
Imagine growing up in a house where your parents don't even notice if you're breathing.
Just when you think nothing in this world matters, a girl named Amaya walks into your life, but she's nothing more than an illusion.
I've been off the grid for the last two years, trapped in the hell I built for myself.
The thought that I've done nothing but ruin myself makes me believe that even if I want Amaya, I can't have her.
She cheated, but I still want her.
Now, I'm driving to California, not for the oranges, but to continue my shady business.
Life's a twisted mess.
One moment, you're someone, and the next, you're a stranger to yourself.
I'm done with this cat and mouse game. I'm just a pawn, and I don't want to play anymore.
My thoughts were abruptly interrupted by the ringing of my phone. The caller ID flashed the name of the woman I never wanted to see again.
If I react, my loved ones could be in danger. I answered, "Yeah?"
"How's my handsome doing?" she purred in her sickeningly sweet tone.
I rolled my eyes. "What now?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.
"My dear, have you forgotten your manners after just two days of not seeing me? I don't want to remind you, but you know what happens if I do, right?"
"Why did you call?"
"What do you mean? I own you, don't you know that, sweetheart?"
"True now?"
"Come home and show me stars. I'm waiting."
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RomancePrologue I - I no Aksh it's--its not what you, I lo--- there was and is only you ." she sniffled when she said that. "Sure sweetheart I believe if I was and is there forever,Now give me what I want" I grabbed her arm and took her towards my car. ...
