"Dolores!"
No.
"DOLORES!"
NO.
The bedroom door busted open, creating a loud bang from the door bouncing off the wall it hit.
"Dolores for fucks sake, just get out of bed damn it" my mother cussed with a sour expression on her face. During my 20 years of being alive I have never seen that woman smile, not once.
She just had a baby, with her 5th husband Mike, she tends to be a bit sour during pregnancies. At least that's what my father used to tell me when I was little, before he left my mother and I.
But that morning I decided to leave my mother too.
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Sympathy // h.s
FanfictionHe was a light trapped in the dark. With his long brown hair and bright green eyes. A cigarette in his right hand, and a drink in the other. He approached me at that party, I had seen him before, but he never approached me, he never even glanced, d...
