Unanswered
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  • Time 4h 21m
Ongoing, First published Apr 12, 2022
Mature
What would you do if you received text messages not meant for you but for the unknown sender's dead fiancé?

Josephine has been struggling to accept Nick's death, caving into herself and turning to alcohol to numb her pain. The only thing that's keeping her sane these days? Talking to Nick in whatever way she can. She texts him daily, calls his voicemail, and has one-sided conversations with him inside her head. It wasn't fair what life took from her. Because she didn't just lose Nick, she also lost herself.

Moving from London to Perth, Hero got himself a new flat, a new project, a new number, and unknowingly, a new... obsession? From confusion to curiosity to obsession to a connection that will change his life forever, Hero was not prepared at all, and yet he sure as hell wouldn't change a thing since receiving that first message on the day before Christmas. 



Published: April 12, 2022
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I feel my phone vibrate in my back pocket. I reach behind me and pull my phone out, clicking on the message. I see Kevin's name at the top and I smile. I open the message and as I read it, I pay no attention to where I'm walking. As I read the first work of the message, I bump into a large figure with a hard chest. A gasp falls from my lips, my eyes tightly close and my hand raises in the air to catch anything that'll brace me from falling. When I expect my body to land on the concrete sidewalk, I feel a large hand wrap around my wrist, cathing me from hitting the ground. Tingles shoot up my arm from the persons touch. Tingles that turn into a flow of electricity that runs through my veins, then turns into a slow burn of fire. Fire I've felt before. My eyes slowly open and I'm met with the dark green eyes I haven't seen in the past two years. A sudden wash of Deja Vu hits me and I remember the first day we met three years ago. "Josephine." He softly whispers as if I'm not here. His voice soothes the ache of everything that has happened in the past couple of years, it makes every bad thought dissapear. His name flows out of my mouth so smoothing and easily like I never stopped saying it. It rolls off of my tongue and as soon as I say it out loud, I never want to stop saying it again. "Hero.." **** It's been 2 years. To long of a time to be away from the person you're destined to be with. Stuck in an abusive relationship, all because Hero couldn't leave her mind, Josephine struggles to get away. When she finally reunites with her long lost love, she finally has someone to run to who will help her. She's been through hell without him, but she's also had some triumph. Hero has been through hell without Josephine. So when he finally catches a glimpes at her again, he'll do anything to keep her with him. He can't lose her again, so he'll keep her safe, even if it costs him everything in his life. Reflected by Afternator97 All rights reserved
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Josephine is an aspiring artist who wanted nothing more than to get out of her small town and make something of herself. When she meets Hero, a tortured soul who's found himself sucked into the world of gangs and drugs, she finds that life isn't all that it seems, especially when there's boundaries. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ *DISCLAIMER* I do not own anything relating to the the people referenced in this story! Please understand that this is an AU fanfiction, and the events which occur in this story strictly come from my imagination! (This story has nothing to do with any previous works written by me)