"How much?"
"Which one you want?"
"Anything to take away the pain."
Hazus gripped onto Layla's hair
Pulled her into him
Whispered into her ear
"Nothing will ever take it away.
You can only mute it.
Dull it.
But it will come back.
But hey.
That's why you got me, baby."
"Just give it to me."
"Fifty bucks."
Hazus left.
Layla held the needle.
Her hands shaking.
Tears stream down.
Drops of salty liquid soak her tights.
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Unrequited
Short Story"If there was such a thing as love, he thought. She was love." __________ A short, fucked up, unrequited love story between Maxwell and Layla.
