"I'll read it out for you." Anne said, handing the cigarette back to you. "Wanted; for breaking and entering and robbery. Unknown bandit seen leaping from a window of a bank in Kempton, may be walking with a limp from the fall. Suspected to be about 5'8" and stocky build. Should any leads arise please contact local authorities." --- You hadn't even seen him there, obscured in the darkness of night - and it was obvious that he hadn't been expecting anyone to come out back. He startled, stumbling away from where he had been leaning, and your heart leapt into your throat, surprised in the worst way possible. So surprised, that you threw the bag of vegetable scraps at him as a form of self defense. The bag bounced harmlessly against the man's chest and landed on the ground. Your eyes darted to it first, but then up to the man you had thrown it at - taking in his features from the light streaming out of the still-open door. He wasn't too tall, but he had the build of someone who had known a farm life before - broad shoulders and muscle made for work, not show. His clothes were practical, and he carried a pack strapped to his back. It was his face that was the most interesting though - he couldn't have been much older than you, and he looked kind, for lack of a better word. Open, almost.

I'm sorry

You manage to escape a facility where you had been experimented on. But will you be forever free? Will things go as smoothly as you hoped?

Just a simple party with friends can trigger something deep inside of you but this may attract certain attention.

y/n was a 17 year old girl. constantly being abused by her always drunk parents, she finally decides to end it all. and that was when she meant him. but sometimes, some things never change and other times you find new twists. WARNING-this is about suicide, has language( cussing) and self-harm, also depressing things. also i suck at spelling so if u read try to bear with it ok thank you for reading- love you all💜☺