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Aaron trembled as he fiddled with the gun he had in hand, his hands were sweaty, trying to get a good grip. Finger attempting to find the trigger. He was curled up in the corner of his bedroom, the end of the gun at the back of his throat. God, he was a mess. He really had no idea what to do anymore, he was tired of being the shadow of Alexander's. He was tired of being ignored and unappreciated, perhaps- they would appreciate him once he was gone. That's how it always worked, right? When his finger found the trigger, the male took in a deep breath, preparing himself mentally. He just never thought it would ever come to this, taking his own life.
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"Goodbye", he whispered, pulling the trigger.
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Why Can't I Hate You? (Kingburr)
FanfictionThis is a Trans! Aaron Burr x K. George iii fanfiction, and it is the Modern! AU, there will be (possibly) mention of rape- abuse swearing, and selfharming. Just a warning, in case you are sensitive about any of this. Anyways, enjoy or leave and be...
