It was just another band practice. Another day to put up a facade. Each laugh that left their lips was dry and fake but they had to pretend even though it hurt. Luke's tied eyes begged for this practice to be over wanting nothing more than to curl into a ball and escape reality. Michael wanted relief. Picturing his blade slicing through his pale and abused skin. The both boys had one thing in common. They wanted to hide and escape this fucked world
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me or you ⇟ muke au
Fanfiction"Just pull the trigger" "I can't " "Why" "Because I love you" So much good in being in a world wide famous band but there's so much more bad Warning* contains self harm and triggers read at your own risk All images in every 5th chapter are mine! If...
