Bury My Love ➳ A BajanCanadian Fanfiction *EDITING*

Introduction

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I wipe my tear stained sleeves against my face, in hopes to dry off the wetness of my cheeks. Every time I open my eyes, blurry blotches stain my vision, the colors lights of the club washroom infecting my mind. I flipped the bottle open again and--

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Why am I crying? No matter how much I contemplate this idea, my eyes silently howl from my pain... an endless torture method. I locked myself in a stall, but the music is so loud that I can barely remember my surroundings. All I know is that I'm sprawled across the wall and floor, the cold, white brick nipping at my spine. If only--

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I take out my phone and surf my opened app: Twitter. Many retweets of my last post, which happened to be about two hours ago. Lots of replies as well. Lots of confusion. I throw my phone at the floor with every ounce of strength I have left. I hear the screen shatter beside me, trailing thin glass to my exposed hands. I let my head fall onto the stall wall, opening me up for my shallow breaths,

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and there's nothing

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that I can do

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except bury my love for you

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Jerome.

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Continue in Chapter 1...

Edited 05/05/15