LET'S LIVE A BIT LONGER!!

LET'S LIVE A BIT LONGER!!

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*BEING REWRITTEN (ON HAITUS!)* Penelope Eckart is a lone soul, no friends, no 'true family', no allies all alone. On Penelope's debutante, the real Eckart daughter came back. That was all it took for the abuse towards her to worsen, the accusations from her 'brothers' increased. Her so-called family was so busy making her seem bad they failed to notice Penelope's empty eyes. Penelope was tired, tired of life, tired of everything. There was a point where she wanted to get affection from her family, when Yvonne came back she thought maybe, just maybe she can get along with her sister. But no matter how much she tried to get close to her sister, one of her brothers was always there to make the situation worse. But now she was tired, tired of life, she just wanted a family, someone to love and cherish her. But it was gone, her hope, the tiny hope to hang on her life was gone, so now she only felt empty, and saw no reason to live. So she held the knife, that she stole from the kitchen, towards her stomach, ready finish it all, no tear dropped from her eyes, no goodbye letters, no trembling hands, She was ready to be set free, but a *knock* on her window was all it took to make penelope hang on her life a little while longer. 'Just a bit longer,' she thought. OG!PEnelope!
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***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."

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