I Told You (ON HOLD)

I Told You (ON HOLD)

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Being cared for by Elle came naturally to Raven. One looking for something worth living for, the other making sure it happens. "I want to strip you clean of all pretence and familiarity, I want to see the raw you. I want to know everything there is, things that even you don't know yourself. No matter how much distance I have to cross, or how much I have to lose, I'll follow you." ______________________________________________ Elle had no plans of acquaintance when she went up to Raven but one look at her eyes, she knew she wanted to stay.
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"You can fall in love again, Billie. I don't mind. I want you happy." She lifts my chin so our eyes meet. "I don't wanna fall in love again," I whisper, my voice shaking. "Why?" she breathes, eyes searching mine. I stay quiet for a moment. Then finally, softly: "Because you still love me," I say. "And I see it, B. Don't deny it." I take her hands gently. She drops her gaze, and a tear falls straight onto my fingers. "Just admit you still love me," I whisper again. "Billie... this isn't about me. It's about you. I want you to move on and let someone love you." "No," I whisper. She shakes her head quickly. "I don't deserve you." "Why? 'Cause I'm famous?" I ask. She lets out a shaky laugh. "I've dated the famous you." "'Cause I'm weak?" I ask again. She grabs my hand tighter, pulling it onto her lap. "Hey, no... you-" She stops, breathing hard, eyes locked on mine. "I'm just... I'm fucked up, Billie. You have no idea." Her voice cracks. "I'm a bad person. I killed. I robbed. I betrayed you-" "You never betrayed me," I cut her off immediately. She shakes her head like she can't even hear me. "I wouldn't want someone I love to date someone like me. I'm scary." "I'm scary," she repeats, quieter... like she's confessing something poisonous. Like she's warning me. Like she honestly thinks I should run. But I don't move. I don't even blink. "Then why," I whisper, leaning in just slightly, "why do I feel safer with you than with anyone else?" --- *********** a/n: Hey y'all - English isn't my first language, so sorry in advance for any grammar mistakes. This is my first 🏳️‍🌈 novel, and yeah... this is pure fiction, so don't take anything too seriously. Okay okay okay... let's get our asses wet

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