My Best Friend Is A Serial Killer
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"Do you really know what you're getting yourself into, sweetheart?" Mr. Levine asked leaning on my desk with his palms. Our faces were only inches apart, allowing me to smell the peppermint scented gum he chewed on. I nodded my head and released a shaky sigh. "Nervous already?" He asked touching my curled hair with his index finger. He flicked it out my eye then cuffed it behind my ear. "You are just so-" "Dad... step away from Jessabelle." Andy said walking in the classroom. Mr. Levine straightened then backed away. "I wasn't doing anything son, mind your Goddamn business and go home." Mr. Levine said inching closer to Andy. Andy looked at me then chuckled as he turned his attention back to his father. "... How can I when you're my ride home, Dumbass." He stated leaning against the white board.
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Two broken souls in the midst of a crazy world. Two souls running away from their past. There was no light at the end of the tunnel. The tunnel was cracking, slowly closing in. When these two connect, as if they were set on the same path, light creeps in through the cracks, and for or a moment, the tunnel seems to have a way out, but what if it collapses before they make it? - "You saved my life." The words come out as a whisper, I've been dying to say that. I thank god every day that he came into my life when he did. "Fuck Vivian, you don't know how much I needed you." I tear up just a little as he speaks, I don't know the last time I cried happy tears. I bring my hands up to cup his cheeks, resting my forehead against his. "No matter how much I push, I don't mean it. Please don't give up on me." My words seem to relieve him in some way as I feel his shoulders relax. "Even when I'm gone, I'll be by your side, forever." He brings his hand, sticking his pinky out. "pinky promise."I wrap mine around his, placing a kiss on his lips. Warning before you read!! This is my first book! This book will contain topics of SA, eating disorders, and mature content, if any of these things may bother you in anyway, please scroll! I hope when I finish this book I can public a clean version, with a different perspective leaving out these topics, but for now, this is how i've envisioned this story to go! Enjoy -Ash🌸
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