"Bitter sweet moments,
Cuddled and warm,
Always to be loved,
These moments are never more .." - Isabella Modrell (me)
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I lay there, cold. Shaken. Beaten. Alive. But, as I looked to my left, I saw the mess I created, it was my fault.
I tried to speak, yell, scream. No sound. I put my head back down.The car was still flipped over, and I was laying on the ground. He is dead.
And I might die, too.
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Picking Up the Pieces
RandomA synacky Fanfiction !!! My first one that I will keep! Brian and Zacky have been close friends and hope to be until the end. But, what comes after? One night, one mistake , one ending.
