Running Man

Running Man

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People thought that it was funny how I turned out considering my father was practically the leader of a drug industry. I didn't mind pretending to be oblivious though, so all did was read books and listen. They talked a lot, about him and the exorbitant amount of control he held in his hands. I for one never thought that my father abused his power but I did in fact believe that he had too much of it. That’s what people were scared of, angering him as he was so overprotective or breaking one of his rules; everybody except Harry that is. For some reason he didn’t mind the hell my father put him through, it was almost as if he had already been there and back. ❝I was drunk on the thought of a tomorrow with him; but he was my running man, and I could not fathom the words to make him stay.❞ -Running Man
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please don't comment crap on this story, I made it when I was very young and clueless. I understand it sucks and it's gross. // "You're nobody important, just a little girl to fill my sexual needs" Harry's sickening voice is adamant. Tears prick my eyes, but I've got to stay strong. There is no way he will see me cry. "So that's all I ever was to you? After everything we'd been through?" I take a deep breath and shut my eyes, wanting to erase all of our memories together. "Don't think of it as a one time thing." He says, grabbing his coat off of the couch, as well as throwing on his shoes. "What do you want me to think of it as then!?" I yell, a tear or two slipping down my pale cheeks. All this time we'd spent had to have meant something to him, it had too have. "Think of it like this Arabella, in my mind no strings were attached in our 'relationship', everything was more so.." He trails off opening the door ready to leave. "Well more so like first person who falls in love is the first person to be..." And with that I'm left to a shut door and a broken heart. ___ Copyright © 2014 TheDarkestOnes |All Rights Reserved| Highest Rank: #1 in yes daddy #19 in fanfiction #5 in sir #4 in after warning: self harm/rape content, read at your own risk.

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