Josephine is an aspiring artist who wanted nothing more than to get out of her small town and make something of herself. When she meets Hero, a tortured soul who's found himself sucked into the world of gangs and drugs, she finds that life isn't all that it seems, especially when there's boundaries. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ *DISCLAIMER* I do not own anything relating to the the people referenced in this story! Please understand that this is an AU fanfiction, and the events which occur in this story strictly come from my imagination! (This story has nothing to do with any previous works written by me)

Tengo retazos de tu olor en lugares que no se pueden echar a la lavadora. En el corazón, por ejemplo. -------------------- Prosa poética, poesía o simplemente esbozos de mis pensamientos.