You stick out like an alien compared to those around you. And that's alright because I like it. You and me are the same. Hopefully I'm invited, hopefully you don't change. ... Warning: Sexual content and drug use. Reader's Discretion is Advised. ⓒ 2025 All Rights Reserved

(This story is very cheesy) For Mature Audience. 1987 Calabasas, California She inhaled sharply, crossing her leg over the other. With a raise of her brows, she smiled. "Do you like bein' a bodyguard?" He glanced at her through the corner of his eye. His arms folded over his chest. "Yeah-It pays good." The back of his head was against the head of the couch. His dimpled chin was up in the air. Upward his lidded eyes drifted. "Do you like bein' a director's wife?" He mumbled, bringing his hand up. He brushed a few loose coils of hair away from his face. The floor shot into her view. A sharp exhale flew out of her mouth. "I-Uh-Nice-It's nice," she stammered. Her head nodded along to her words. "Nice?" Her brows shot up, she strained a grin. "Nice." Suddenly her lips were forced into a slight frown. A crease formed between her brows. She shook her head slightly. "I'm sorry. I'm not no good with words," she sighed. "No, I'm sorry I asked that. That was a real' stupid question." "It wasn't stupid. Nobody's ever asked me that before," she said through a forced laugh. 'Nice,' she repeated to herself. ⓒ 2025 All Rights Reserved

I'm getting better otherwise Feed me back and forth your lies Let me get inside your eyes 'Cause I'm not getting better otherwise A story where a fucked up girl meets two fucked up boys. ~~~ Started: March 6th, 2020 Completed: Discontinued OC×Boris I obviously don't own the original plot to The Goldfinch, nor do I own the original characters from The Goldfinch. Some parts of the book are used.