Down Under

Down Under

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Mar 6, 2019
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Romance
Where Ava and Wes butt heads a little too often, literally. Ava knows what she wants out of life, her wings may be clipped but she's going to do whatever she can to be able to escape. So what if she's been a little sheltered her entire life, she's determined to learn everything she doesn't know, go everywhere there is to go and she'll see everything there is to see. It'll happen, something wonderful will definitely happen, she can feel it. Wes is stubborn, he can be an asshole sometimes, he'll even admit that he drinks and smokes a little too much. But he's also an artist, not a tortured one, mind you, or that's what he tells himself. He's accepted that life doesn't give two shits about him, he's fine with that but he can't help but yearn for something more. He's probably just fooling himself but he can't help it. But despite all their differences, all the arguments and all the times they've wanted to strangle one another, along the way they learn that perhaps what you need the most is sometimes right under your nose.
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It's moments like these that make me feel like my soul is entangled with his. It feels like all of the broken pieces of me turned out to be the missing pieces in his puzzle and not at all the worthless trash that I thought they were previously. Every jagged edge dripping with blood that killed the child in me has a home against one of his, which have slowly healed into each other. Huh. Maybe that's just it. Maybe our pasts were meant to be so painful and broken so that when we met, we'd fit each other so perfectly, so snuggly, so completely that nothing would ever be able to break us again. Maybe all of the pain and suffering and loneliness truly did have a purpose after all. Maybe all of it was so that I could become the kind of person that I needed when I was a kid. - - - She is the most selfless, giving, caring, compassionate, intelligent, fearless, ambitious, loyal, kind, stubborn, patient, hardworking, did I mention stubborn-as-hell, woman I have ever met. She treats the world with such kindness even though it has beaten her till she was bloody and bruised more times than you can count. No one in this world deserves happiness and peace more than she does. I just want to grab her demons by the fucking throat and hurt them as bad as they hurt her. I want to hurt Bohr and her dad and Caroline and every person that ever made her feel small or insignificant or made her hate herself. I just want to help her feel happy. She's drowning in front of me and I'm just trying to pull her out of the water.

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