Prologue
My breaths became short and ragged as I peered through the rugged hole, praying that I'd make it out of this situation alive.
God please let me live, I beg you. I'll do my chores-well I already did them. I'll stop cheating on my tests-actually no I'm not smart enough for that. I don't know what I'll do but I'll do something, if I can. just. live.
'A-aquila. Are you seriously praying right now?" He voiced, clearly parched. I huffed at him, my voice laced with annoyance. "What does it look like? He let out a loose grin, that I would have found sort of cute, had we not been on the verge of death.
"Leave it to you to act like this in such a dire situation." "If we die-actually never mind I'll take it to the grave." His grin dropped.
We aren't going to die Aquila, not today." The space was becoming compressed, and I was just about ready to drop dead, quite literally.
Our voices staggered as it inched closer. "Holy shit." We whispered simultaneously.
"Times up." It said.
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Sweet Boy
Teen FictionAquila Arbor grew up next door to Quill Sable, the starboy of Wickley Springs, their quaint little town. Polar opposites, they rarely interacted except for when they were kids, as with age they grew apart. When their classmate, Moss Oberyn is murde...
