The fine line between love and hate- A Brad Simpson Fanfiction

The fine line between love and hate- A Brad Simpson Fanfiction

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He would wait, each and every night he would sit outside of my house, watching. A hopeful look painted across his face when my mother often opened a window, or shut a door. Occasionally she would tell him I was done with his rubbish, with the lies he had told and the pain he had caused. But he wouldn't leave, never. Some nights I would hear him breakdown, screaming, asking for help, for someone to save him, but it was all just a bribe, to force the guilt bubbling up inside of my to finally explode. But I had moved on from his games. And created my own.
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Blood

Everything about him was mysterious. His eyes had a cold blue color that held many stories inside of them. They held dark hidden secrets that I wished to know about. I thought he was beautiful in his own dark mysterious way. Every time we shared a glance, I would feel a cold shiver running up my spine. I would rub my arms with my hands. I would take deep breaths as my eyes would pour into his. I would get nervous as he would watch me like if I was his prey. I was slowly falling for him. The boy that I thought was nothing but normal yet unique in his own way. I loved everything about him. He made me believe that he was perfect. We were perfect. In our small town there was a killer murdering for revenge. He killed for reasons. He named himself, Blood. After killing his victims, he would write a message on the wall with their blood. Never would I ever think that I would fall in love with a cold blooded killer. He said that I was his weakness. He said that he loved me. He was different with me. No matter what, I will always love him no matter what he did or who he was. His name was Elliot Evergreen.

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