I open my screen door and I see him sitting there. On the edge of my porch smoking a cigarette.
"Those can kill, you know." He snickers and takes another drag. I decide to join him out in the Autumn night. He shivers but it's not from the cold. "You've been gone for a while. I was beginning to think that you'd never come back." His body stiffens next to me but it quickly slacks.
"You know I can't do that." I hum and continue to look at the stars but they're not what I'm focused on. His knee bumps my own and the warmth lingers. "You're everything to me. Without you, my life would be Hell." I laugh at the irony and I can practically feel that wicked grin of his.
"Will we ever be free of each other?" I lay my head on his shoulder then take the cigarette from him and take a drag.
"Not even in death."
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Excerpts to Books I'll Never Write
RandomThis is just a place where I'll be dumping my vent writing or pieces from stories that appear in my head that I, just like the title says, will never write. Feel free to read, this isn't private. I'm putting it here because I'm willing to share. But...
