Debarred
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Last published Thu, Jun 4, 2015
“America, it’s love. You love me.”
No, I don’t. There’s no such thing as
love.
“No. Love does not exist.”
The only thing I remember about love is pain.
*
They say when a man loves a woman, she
becomes his weakness and when a woman loves a man, he becomes her strength.
But it isn’t like that for America and
Ryot.
Whenever America blows up, Ryot is her
bucket of cold water extinguishing the fires that seek refuge in her body.
Whenever Ryot is as dead as a used cigarette, America becomes his gasoline that
ignites the strength within him.
For them, there is no one like the
other.
But society says otherwise. Ryot belongs
to the family of sophistication and intelligence while America has no one but
herself to rely on. She is a one woman show, a fighter, a solo walker.
Their love is illicit.
Just like snow white, there are
consequences if you choose to take a bite of a forbidden fruit.
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𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐄 - 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐋𝐘 (𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒)
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They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.Complete
We weren't in love. We were an inferno-ruthless, consuming, the kind of fire that left nothing but smoke and scars. Vikram was my first kiss, my first time, my first taste of forever. And he was the first boy who ever made me fear the way love could bruise. One look in his eyes and I saw my father's madness staring back at me. So I did the only thing I could-I ripped us apart before he could ruin me too. But Vikram never let me walk away clean. He made sure I bled for it. He fucked his way through half the class, made me watch him turn cruel, made me choke on the ashes of what we used to be. He made me watch him become everything I hated. And still, I loved him like a fool. Still, I gave him one rule-don't touch her. The girl who made my life a living hell. The one betrayal that would cut me deeper than all the rest. And he did it anyway. That was the day I buried whatever soft, stupid love I had left for him. That was the day I decided Vikram Chauhan could burn alone. Now he's back in my life. Older. Colder. Dangerous in ways even he wasn't before. And he's looking at me like I'm still his, like the years and the ruin mean nothing. But he doesn't get to set me on fire twice. Too bad, Vikram. This time, it's not happening.
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