"Your name is Kenneth Kentucky and you work at McDonalds?" I glared at him, "Would you like Fries with that?" He began laughing hysterically and I sighed impatiently, waiting for him to stop. Suddenly, he stopped and then, putting both his hands on the counter, staring right into my eyes, he whispered, "I'd like Frie...
"You promised you'd never hurt me, you said I could trust you" My voice broke as tears stung my eyes. Klyde glanced at me before pulling a cigarette out of his pocket, how I hoped he'd just kill over from lung cancer. "I lied," he said simply. I glared at him; he wasn't supposed to be this. He was supposed to be diff...
Of one thing she was sure: it can't be normal to get addicted to a voice, no matter how charming it is. It all started because of a small mistake. Something so trivial, it could happen to anyone. Could it be that there are no coincidences? *Awesome new cover made by the lovely @thelessthanthreegirl. Thank you so much...