Him
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Most people hate the rain because it ruins their hair or makes everything wet and cold but for me, the rain makes me feel less lonely. It's comforting knowing that when I'm crying the sky is crying with me. It make me feel noticed. "Ophelia!" my mother bellowed from downstairs. "The Jones' are here!" Great. My mom hasn't been the same since dad left us 6 months ago. She tries to use all her free time cooking or surrounded by other people; I think its so she doesn't have time to think about him. I, on the other hand, love being alone, its the feeling alone that hurts. ////////////////////////////// All characters belong to me, this is an original story. Main characters are 18+. TW: Mature language Possible suicide TW Possible abuse TW Possible ED TW Drugs/alcohol use
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ONGOING, SLOW UPDATES. Thank you for reading though! As a young girl you had always believed that monsters as they seemed, were always big creepy things, with sharp teeth and long claws. Piercing eyes and mouths wide enough to swallow you whole. But one thing you didn't realize is that, monsters aren't what you had always imagined them to be. They are real. And sometimes, they're a lot closer to you than you think. 18 year old Hana is forced into moving across the country to a foreign land, full of people she doesn't know, just for her father's business. She fears that she won't ever fit in, but that all changes when she comes across a mysterious boy, whom she can't seem to get enough of. Secrets are revealed, blood is shed and tears are cried but does Hana have what it takes to live this life she's been thrown into? Or will her depression swallow her whole as she fights to keep her head above water. "The mafia it seems is no place for a girl like you" "I'd rather die than be seen with the likes of you" "I can't! "I can't do this anymore. You lie you cheat you do everything in your power to make me not trust you! I've just found out you were using me and for what? To what end? Huh?" You scream into the boys face but he doesn't even flinch. His eyes still dark and stormy pools. "I trusted you. Maybe even loved you! What am I? Just a fucking toy to satisfy your musings?" You can't help but let a tear to slip down your flush cheek, allowing it to leave a warm traitorous trail down your face that cools and dries upon contact with the air around you. "Maybe that was the old me, but you aren't just a play thing now. You're my world"

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