Blood Moon

Blood Moon

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It was just supposed to be a fun night. Well, about as fun as being underaged at a nightclub can be. But, no, of course not. Instead, my life turns upside down, in the most annoying way possible. This is all Luke's fault. I blame him for my kidnapping, my lack of shoes, my ability to kick ass, the copious amounts of ruined clothing, the hidden daggers I now get to carry (cool right?), and just about everything that goes wrong ever. Okay, yeah, maybe not all of those are bad. But it's still his fault, and now I'm stuck in a whole new world with all new rules, and I have NO idea what I'm doing. ...See? I should have just stayed home that night.
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"You were worried about me, Specs?" He smirked. "No, Tyler. I hoped that someone cut up your corpse and fed it to paranas. Obviously I was, you idiot! I'm a doctor. Worrying about people is kind of programmed into my system. It's a curse if you ask me," I surprised myself a lot more than I thought was possible with my answer. And what did he do? Laugh! He fucking laughed! Not full on rolling- on- the- floor laughter but a laugh nonetheless. "This isn't funny, Tyler." "It kind of is. Almost a month ago, I would've sworn that you hated me. Be careful, Specs," he squinted down at me, "or you might actually sound as if you like me." I rolled my eyes. "Don't flatter yourself. I was concerned. Don't confuse that with affection. It's two very, very different things." *** When you think that all is not lost in the world. That not all men are pricks and that not all sushi is bad. When you think that there is a light, no matter how dim, at the end of the tunnel. When you think that life isn't the ruthless bitch you've always thought it was... It turns around and bites you in the ass. When you think that the past will always and forever remain where it should be... It comes at you from every direction. Like a violent tsunami destroying everything...and everyone in it's path. Can you change what happened? I wish. Can you stop what's going to happen? God! I really hope so.

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