Never Too Late

Never Too Late

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I woke up screaming. I was panicking too much to see what was happening.Something was touching my throat. He has never done this before I said to myself to keep clam. Tom would never choke me? Would he?
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"Drugs. Fucked up brain. I like to self-destruct." His face was slightly unfocused in my eyes. I thought he looked nice. "You're one ugly motherfucker," I said instead. He leaned in close to my ear. I remembered his breath on my neck. "Am I?" I think he kissed me. Maybe I kissed him. I don't remember who kissed who. I just remember us kissing. I also remember how his fist felt against my nose and how mine felt against his cheek. *** A dark (crenny-ish) story, as told through memories. Originally uploaded on AO3. WARNINGS: DEAD DOVE. DO NOT EAT This story contains topics such as self harm, suicide, substance abuse, eating disorders, and death. Please be cautious.

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