LUNA (Under Construction; editing)

LUNA (Under Construction; editing)

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DISCLAIMER: not a werewolf story. "I love you..." "Are you drunk?" "I am but who gives a shit?" He inhaled death from his fingers, placed the cigarette away and looked her straight in the eyes. He noticed every little thing, looking at her like she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Slowly then, he released the smoke held in his mouth, blurring his vision. It wasn't till then when he realized that stick in his mouth wasn't the only thing killing him slowly; it was her. Grabbing her arm, he took her yet again where all their problems turned to bliss.
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He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

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