Billy Hargrove- His Passenger

Billy Hargrove- His Passenger

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"Why won't you fight for me!?" I screamed, voice cracking under the weight of everything I'd held in. "After everything we've done-everything we've survived-why?" Tears blurred my vision, my fists clenched at my sides. I was trembling, not just from anger... but from heartbreak. "After everything you put me through, why won't you fight for me?" He stared at me. Face unreadable. Except for the rage in his eyes. He stepped forward. I instinctively stepped back. Then, cold and steady, he said, "You're not worth fighting for." And just like that- he turned around and walked away, leaving me standing there heartless.
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"Everything is an act. My bright smile, my happy face, my friendly attitude. I acted like I was fine when I was in that hell, and I'm doing the same now - I pretend that what happened hasn't affected me. My happy smile is a mask concealing the darkness that has claimed my soul. I pretend I'm okay, but inside I'm dying. And then, all of a sudden, he appeared. For some reason, he started showing me the sweet affection I used to crave. Now... I no longer want nor need it. Emotions are a luxury I can't afford. He calls me an angel, not even realizing the irony of the name. I'm anything but pure. I have fallen and I can't rise."

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