The Faulted

preface

"Do you know why you are so afraid?"

"Do you?"

He raises his head then, finally looking into my eyes with such feorcity that I almost writher visibily right in front of him. 

"Because you don't have any faith," he says to me, his voice coming out strained. He notices, and he closes his eyes for a few seconds, letting out a long breath. I, on the other hand can't breathe, as my breath hitches in my throat. This isn't acting, this is real now. I can tell that he feels frustrated, that he feels like grabbing me by the shoulders and shaking me until all my fears get knocked out of me. It's hard watching him act like this, but even harder knowing that it's because of me.

"Don't worry." He pulls me out of my thoughts on cue,"I have enough faith for the both of us."

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this is all a work of fiction. names, characters, places, events and incidents are either the product of my imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. none of the quotes used in the beginning of each chapter are mine. do not read if you get uncomfortable with foul language, some sexual content and dark content such as drug/alcohol abuse or talk of death. hope you enjoy (: xx

[I would just like to give a big thank you to truly the bestest, sofia (@likeanillusion) for spending a heck of a lot of time helping me with the development of this story as well as lending me her full 100 percent support, and of course being a horrible best friend. i love you!1]