Bitter People
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Last published Sun, Jan 12, 2014
Harry's constant one night girls had gotten to him when one afternoon he finds a pair of beautiful eyes crying for god knows what. He's there for her but she doesn't seem like she wants him there, everything to her is personal.
She is Nasha. Thick straight hair in the color of darkness flowed over her shoulders everyday, only going a few inches over them. Her sparkled eyes that Harry could only wish to look in everyday. She was pure, just not inside.
Nas is a hellhole filled with demons and brokenness inside.
Yet Harry seems to fall deeper into love with her as little by little, her deepest thoughts, secrets and misery come out.
Someone gets in the way. Harry is only oblivious to the wall that has now occurred between him and Nas.
Now her demons grow as her broken pieces continue to break. Harry's secrets are kept within her as Harry let's his slip through to the obstacle.
She knows that they won't get better. Will they?
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