no tears left to cry |  charmie

no tears left to cry | charmie

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"Say it." "Please Armie. Stop." "Just say it. He hurts you." Armie pushes further, warm blue eyes wide with fear of the answer to come. He's pushing and he's pushing, waiting for Timmy to confess what goes on behind closed doors. He wants him to tell him every story of each bruise that marks his body. Most of all, he wants to kill the son of a bitch that's been hurting him. He was ready for the truth to come pouring out. He readied himself for the horrifying stories and the blinding anger that would overtake him; but nothing could prepare him for what would come out of his beautiful boy's mouth. "He loves me." Or the one where Timothèe has an abusive boyfriend and Armie just wants his boy to be okay again. Warnings | abuse, rape, angst, and a very sad Timmy
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Book Two of Five in the New Beginnings Series. **You do NOT have to read Inhale, Exhale, & Breathe to enjoy these stories** SALEM LUNA: Does anyone ever feel like they're riding a mechanical bull that is never ending? No matter how many times you get thrown off the thing, you appear right back on it? No? Just me then? See, I have this best friend. Former. Best. Friend. It's taking my brain a while to get used to it. Whatever. I'm hopelessly in love with him, and I tried desperately to admit my feelings out loud. So, I did. Raven Fox told me not to love him, and the look he seared into my skin when he said it was now branded into my brain. Now we're on the university book club Christmas retreat. Who did I get roomed with? Raven because of course I was given the bird. The damn bird that didn't love me in return. Which would have been fine had he not looked like the idea disgusted him. Six months have gone by since that day, and our tension is growing with more animosity each second. Now, we're doing activities together, and Christmas is my favorite holiday. He's not screwing this up for me. After a snowstorm starts hitting, though, I end up stuck in the middle of nowhere, out of gas in my snowmobile. I'm terrified as the wind starts picking up and snow starts whipping my face. I thought he wasn't listening. That he didn't care. So, why did he become the one to save me? Why does he look so distraught? His words say one thing, but his eyes are telling me his words are lies. Raven is lying to me. He loves me. But he doesn't want me to love him. All I want to know is why because I can't breathe without him anymore.

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