"Please don't leave." he pleaded. His once arrogant, obnoxious, confident gaze looked so vulnerable, helpless and most of all like the young little boy I once knew. "I have to, I've warned you time and time again you will regret your playboy ways one day and it seems that day has come." I said softly looking into his...
"Hello", I shouted into the darkness but my voice only echoed whether in my head or out loud I couldn't tell. "Oh no I'm dead, I didn't get to say goodbye, I didn't get to finish my bucket list -uh I never got to meet my favorite viner's Oh my godfather, what about Dean, Blake, Iris,Carter,Namîa, Izzy, Olsen, Alēssand...
The thrilling story of a boy on the run. Thing is, its rather hard to do that when the one after you, created you. Copyright laws apply.