Rogue

Rogue

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There is a lot I have done in my life that I regret. Like when I was 13 and decided to cut all my hair off and dyed it red, which resulted in me being called a fire crotch for the whole year. Or the time I let my little sister and brother watch a scary movie, and they couldn't sleep alone for a week. But my latest fuck up is nothing I can get out of. It is something I am going to have to live with for a long time. I have been living in Dartford, England, for three years now. It was never my plan to end up here. I wanted to have an exciting life - full of friends, family, and memories. Instead, I am living in a split level studio, 4,426 miles from the people I love most. I did this to myself, and I deserve every minute of it. Almost three years ago, I was living in Gainesville, Florida, where I attended the University of Florida. I was so excited to be moving forward so positively in my life. I had a rough start in life, but I got a second chance, and boy did I blow it. It all started when I met Isabel Amaro. Izzy was my roommate in my freshman year at University. I could tell from the first time I met her that she was just like me. Maybe I should have walked away then, but deep down, I know I didn't want to. Warning: Contains some strong language
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She hated them. They loved her with everything in them. The universe truly has a sick way of telling you it's there, doesn't it? From being kidnapped to being abused, that was all Arabella saw in life. It was all she ever knew. They tell you to keep fighting but sometimes you realize... you were just a child. Now she's built herself up using her pain as the next step to her strength. She's learnt how to strive forward even as her past haunts her mind crawling up her back every passing second. That is until the first 7 people who only ever brought her pain find their way back into her life. She has no way to let go of her past when they come right back to her. The world showed her no mercy in it's ways so why should she. ~~~ I let out a small sigh wanting more of this. I wanted to be held like this whenever I felt broken. Feel the way he puts me back together in his arms. It ate at my heart and I could have sworn I felt a feathery kiss on my head. It was as if he could hear my thoughts and was kissing them away for me. Slowly he lets one hand go, the other staying around me as he brings my chin up to him gently wiping my last tears as more fill my eyes. He sees this and his eyes look... crumbled. If you feel this way then why can't you choose me, Dominic. I shake my head from his hands wishing to step back but he pulls me back to him a pain filled groan leaving him. "Just one more minute. Please." His body shook and I brought him closer, feeling our pain become one. Our hurricanes of minds pull away even for the smallest time letting us stand together as one in each other's embrace. He was it for me. But I wasn't his.

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