John. I had to see John. I woke up with a craving for him and it refused to go away.
I picked up my pill bottle as usual and then emidiatley set it down.
"You'll just make me not want to accept my love," I scolded the pill bottle like it was a naughty child.
I must go see John. That's when I decided to sneak out. Yes, it was the middle of the night. And no, I didn't care. People like John would be up anyways. Besides, if I snuck out, nobody - not even dad - would think it unusual.
I looked outside my window as the pitter patter of the rain on the glass filled my hollow ears. I got up and grabbed my warmest coat and opened my window, revealing a cold wind to my warm, musty home. Home... This wasn't home anymore. Home was only where John was.
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FanfictionPaul, a scared delinquent meets John, the local artist who is known for his mischief. One day Paul decides that John has "healed him of his illness" and decides to stop taking his pills. But, Paul doesn't understand when people he meet end up dead i...
