There are many lines in this world we shouldn't cross: the line between right and wrong, the line between ethics and morals, the line between love and hate... There are many lines that are drawn out for a reason, but they're also drawn out thin, making it impossible to not slip to the other side at least once. ...
He crashes his lips onto mine, kissing me hungrily and grabbing my face as if he were starved. 'You want revenge?' He mutters into the kiss. I nod as I grip onto his face, pulling him into me roughly, still kissing him like he was the only thing to exist. 'We'll get you your fucking revenge...' Milan's finally living...
// Based off of my own life in year 7 \\ // My own POV \\ // All characters in this story/diary are based off of real life and names are the same \\ // May be a bit depressing at times, that's just me \\ // LGBTQ+ WARNING!!! \\ // short/less chapters \\