Inherent
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  • Parts 11
  • Time 4h 20m
Ongoing, First published Jan 12, 2014
The Affliction: A girl who wonders what person in their right mind could love a girl with a broken heart, both physically and emotionally.

The Cure: A whirlwind set on making her life better, even though he has his own problems that might end up getting in the way of his goal.

He coaxes her from her shell through compassion and acceptance. She inspires him to try harder and keep his path on the straight and narrow.

This is a love story that involves a heart disorder, a twisted bucket list of sorts, an outlaw motorcycle club, and just a small touch of violence. Through it are struggles of life’s uncertainties, self-doubt, the scattered lie, heaps of angst, and what changes when you finally allow someone to see the real you.

Excerpt:

“I may be a logical person when it comes to business, but I’m a firm believer in fate. I believe there’s a reason we keep popping up in each other’s lives, Julia. And I care about you because you don’t seem to care much about yourself, and that’s no way to live.”

As he speaks each sentence with vehemence, he approaches me again until there’s about an aching foot of distance between us. His close proximity does the same thing it did to me last night. It scares and exhilarates me.

“You don’t care about me,” I breathe, in denial.

“I do,” he objects with force, his face close​ to mine.

“You shouldn’t.”

“Why not? Give me one good reason.”
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