This is not mine this came from DeviantArt it was made by Hootsweets I hope you enjoy!

The closest thing Medusa has to a friend is the barista at her favorite coffee shop. Not many want to befriend someone who can turn them to stone and has snakes for hair. Until she meets Ruth. At first, Medusa keeps her at a distance but regardless of her blindness, Ruth shows Medusa that there is still beauty in this world, and like sunflowers, we must allow the light to lift us from the darkness. Novel version in progress...⏳ Cover by: Annalise Jenson on Instagram ⚠️ Trigger Warnings: Mentions of a past rape (no graphic scene), rape culture, victim-blaming, emotional abuse, and self-harm (no cutting) ⚠️

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP