Kidnapped by why don't we πŸ‹πŸ’‘πŸ‹πŸ’‘πŸ‹πŸ’‘
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  • Parts 27
  • Time 45m
  • Reads 3,362
  • Votes 50
  • Parts 27
  • Time 45m
Ongoing, First published Jan 20, 2019
Mature
Jo:why 

K:don't act like you care

Jo: k I do care 

K:NO YOU DON'T NO ONE CARE AND IF THEY DO THEY SHOULDN'T. I'M NOTHING A JOKE. I'M WORTHLESS YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO DO WORTHLESS WHEN NOTHING YOU DO MADERS DO YOU NO BC YOU SAVE THOUSANDS OF LIVES EVERY DAY. Me i am nothing......Do you know what it feels like for your mother to basicly call you stupid and fat. No bc yall are perfect nothing is wrong with you and i feel so bad that im your horrible mate.

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58 parts Complete Mature

*Strong Language* "there are three words I roll over and over in my mouth, they have a terrible taste and smell of heartache but I can't seem to spit them out . They just continue to burn. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you." I said softly "I can fix this" I shook my head at his response "you fool me each and every time into thinking you care. That maybe this time we could be the perfect pair but then you open my message and don't reply and leave me just wondering why I'm incapable of love" He went to say something but I didn't give him a chance "how terribly tragic is it that someone's heart can be so shattered that they no longer even find the beauty in existing" by this time he had dropped to the floor on his knees with tears spilling out of his eyes "that they rather just endure the split second pain of a bullet wound to release a lifetime of aching in their soul" "we can try again, I love you isn't that enough?!" he pleaded "the history of us has already faded. There are a few witnesses left able to recall. Yet it is still vivid in my mind. The touch of you, the taste of you, the colours of your soul"