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They Both Die In The End
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Ongoing, First published Sep 23, 2022
Mature
Tell me if you can.
How do you choose?
Let me be more clear.
 The way that Adonis makes me feel is indescribable, when it comes to him no language has formed the words to truly do him justice. When it comes to communicating the true extent of the desire he induces in other people;words are not enough. The feeling can only be described as a slight simmer in the pit of my stomach, as light tingling sensation at my toes , that's how it starts. But somehow it grew; exponentially.
I gave in first, how could I not. Each second I spent with him was another brick of my defences torn down. I've always been drawn to him not for the way that he dances with my angels; but for the way his voice silences my demons.
One moment, that's all it took. Once all things were set in motion , what was done could not be undone( believe me, we tried.) One thing led to another and when the truth came out we couldn't face it. I mean he's my best friend's boyfriend for Christ's Sake! It shouldn't be this hard of a decision.
But it is, now here I stand infront of both of their unconscious bodies. Car ablaze a few metres away.
I can't save them both
I already tried
But no way in hell am I losing them both!
So I ask once more.
Now that I've made it clear.
Tell me if you can.
How do you choose?
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