"Who doesn't like me Angel?" Louis asked as we sat in the garden staring at the red roses.
"She doesn't." I answered simply knowing she wasn't around.
"Who is she?"
"The one who is meant to protect me." I said as I picked up a rose but pricked my finger on a thorn.
"You're not bleeding." Louis gasped as I just stared blankly at the hole in my finger.
"Or maybe you're not living." I mused as we went into the bathroom and wrapped my finger in a bandage only for it to get soaked in blood.
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Bewildered
Fanfiction"They're going to get me." I whispered clutching on to the phone. "Who are?" Louis asked. "The monsters." I whispered before screaming and dropping the phone on to the floor. ------------------------------- “A great book should leave you with many e...
