Scars ( Ryan Ross x Reader )
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Complete, First published Aug 11, 2017
- Every time you want to do this to yourself, think about me.. If you hurt yourself, you hurt me too. I don't want you to do this to yourself. You are amazing, you matter and we love you really much. Please.. Stop it,for me. Mark my words: One day we will see each other again. I promise you. And when this happens, I want to see that your scars have healed. Promise?

- Promise. - she said, trying not to cry. 

* end of flashback*
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