Where Love Will Find Us
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  • Reads 12,180
  • Votes 428
  • Parts 20
  • Time 3h 10m
Ongoing, First published Oct 04, 2012
Then...
I held his hand in mine and we strutted down the hallway of our elementary school. As everyone peered at us, I felt Damien shift a couple times. His eyes were darting back and forth and his sweaty palms hinted his nervousness. I giggled and squeezed his hand gently. That small action put a smile on his face. Oh, how I loved Damien. He was a shy and fragile soul, but one that I will always cherish. His fragile state prompted me to protect him, and that is what I did. I was his protector and savior. In return, he provided me with his constant company and care. Damien and I were best friends, but nothing more...
Now...
I've been suffering for a long time now and I'm not sure if I could put up with it anymore. My life is slowly and painfully falling apart. Each day I lose a bit more confidence and stamina. Who knew that over the course of two months my life cold make a drastic change. Yes, that's all he needed. Two months. Two months to get over our friendship. Two months to hate me. Two months to take up such a hard and cold exterior. Two months to rip me apart. And for the past five years, the protective walls that have been guarding me have come crashing down on me and there was nothing I could do to prevent them. And Damien, who was once my whole life, sat back and watched it all happen.
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[Completed] There's three of us. Triplets. We all have each other's backs. There's me, Maeve. The one with red eyes. People call me a murder. Satan. Evil. Anything really. All I cared about was not them. Certainly not them. Those people didn't matter to me. What mattered was my other two siblings. Everything I have ever done, was for them. Even if they don't realize it. Even if they think I was the big bad monster. To the world, I was a cold heartless monster but to my siblings? I was loving sister. I was there if one of them have a nightmare. I'm there for them. There's Damien. The oldest out of us. He's the one with white eyes. The one who people who also call Satan and evil and all of that bullshit. You ever wonder if those goddamn bullies got tired of bullying other people? I do. Not the point, stay focused Maeve. What was I saying? Oh right, Damien. He likes cars. Building, tearing them apart, spray painting them, anything about cars. Then there's Angel. Sweet, sweet Angel. She's the youngest out of the group. She has blue eyes, different from us. She's the lucky one, per say. The one who doesn't get bulled. She has the personality like a five year old but we love her to pieces. Me and Damien try to protect her against the evil's of the world. She shouldn't go through that like we did. At least she has a normal childhood, or some part of normal. We didn't have the best childhood growing up. Well, me and Damien didn't. Mother gave Angel the best childhood she ever wanted. Sometimes, only sometimes when she was drunk or whatever with her stupid boyfriend did she punish Angel. That was once every blue moon. She was convinced me and Damien had Satan in us. While Angel, well she thought that Angel was an angel from Heaven. Now, let me stop rambling. This story will be an emotional roller coaster. Especially since we get sent to live with our older half-brothers. Mentions of self-harm, abuse, rape, miscarriage, violence, cursing, suicide attempts.