pull the trigger
"that's right, just leave me here... alone... just like i knew you would." {tracob}
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cheap bodies
"no," troye spat, pushing himself as far away from jacob as he could. "you're no different than the rest of them! i thought you were different, b-but you're not!" "troye-please-" jacob gasped. but it was too late. troye was gone. {a tracob texting fic}
Mature -
sober - tracob
"why can't you kiss me when you're sober?" troye questions his words slurring as he left a finger trail down jacob's red swollen kissed lips. "i don't wanna like you," he mumbles a yawn falling from his lips. "but you do sober or not," (tracob college au)
