Home, Himself

Home, Himself

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He isn't being reserved on purpose. Questions just aren't something he trusts. Maybe she's not a cop trying to lock up another homeless kid or a suspicious clerk at a roadside gas station wondering why he's paying for Slim Jims in grubby singles, but she's still an adult, and he's still a transient and a teenager. Sixteen is the age where everyone suspects you of something. Though for him, big, brown, and ungroomed, it started much earlier. When she turns back to him, her eyes are tired. She can't be more than thirty-five, but her lips, her hands-they've seen more than what three decades should hold. "What you're running from isn't gonna stop. Someday you'll tire out, and Bryce, whatever's chasing you... won't." Bryce can't think of anything to say to that.
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{MATURE +18} I am strong, I am resilient, I am fire... ******************************************************************************************* Grabbing hold of my wrist, he tugs me towards him. His large arms wrapping around my torso as he pulls me closer, burying his face in my hair. "I can't give you a happily ever after Erin." He tells me, his voice breaking with what sounds like pain. Reaching up with my free hand, my fingers threading through his hair until it catches on his silken ends. I tug. Hard. Ensuring that we have eye contact, I whisper. "I don't need tomorrow, all I want from you, right now, is tonight." ******************************************************************************************* Trapped in a contract with no exit, an agreement made without her consent. Erin will learn that there is more to the end of her story, more than the life her father sold her into too, and it is going to be one HELL of a fight to come out on top. I'm back BITCHES, and things are about to get HOT!!!

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