in which a sad girl leaves voicemails for a dying boy hoping that one day, maybe, he'll pick up the phone. completed august 23, 2017 voicemail format, lowercase intended

"We were his prisoners, and I'm hers... but that's just how I like it." •WARNING• This story could contain: -mature language -smut -mature/violent scenes As always thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy my fanfic, prisoner.