JaxCassidy
I hated myself.
Hated the fact that I lived...while the person I loved had not.
Things spiraled out of control and I was sent packing to the place where it all began.
While I wrestled with the demons inside of me, I ran smack into-him.
Literally.
I hated him.
Hated the fact that Dean was the person I was not.
Where I craved for death, he desired to live.
While I refused to accept the truth, he forced me to face my fears.
He made me feel again.
Love again.
When I was lost...Dean had found me.
Now that I wanted to live, he was pushing me away.
If I leave-I risked losing everything all over again.
This time, though, I had a choice.
I could save his dreams...and our love.
CONTENT WARNING: PG-13. This story references attempted suicide, alcohol use, and language that could be a trigger for some readers.