It's been 2 years 3 months, and it still hurts every single second.
I felt the fresh grass tickling the exposed skin on my shoulders, warm rain drops falling onto my skin.
I sat up to pick up a flower and pull out petal after petal.
"I haven't visited you in a while" i whispered, not that i was expecting an answer.
Visiting his grave once was a daily activity.
"i met someone, i think you would've liked him"
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traitor • calum hood
Fanfiction"i never thought that i could love anyone ever again, until i met him" TW: suicide, rape, non-con, sexual assault, mental disorder, drug abuse, trauma
