On Our Way To Hell

On Our Way To Hell

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You are Enna Violett. A 24 year old woman, around 5"6 and you've tried everything to cure your depression since your last relationship. It started with getting a puppy called Bud who you still have till this day, then smoking weed which you still sometimes do to ease your stress, then you took on new jobs one after the other like being a barista, a dog sitter, a baby sitter, a cleaner, an office lady, a singer (you do still release songs but rarely ever.) Point is, you tried everything from something like getting Bud to moving countries completely from your home in England, Newcastle, all the way to Arizona for a change. There was nothing that would help you! Nothing! However there was one thing you never tried, and that was making friends. You sucked at that. You were a very nice and easy to get along with person but you didn't like making friends much, you had trust issues after all. So when the ad came up on your phone saying someone needed a group of people to venture out to Texas and look after a home and farm there, you didn't hesitate to ask your mum to come and watch the dog while you'd be gone for a month. Turns out, you made the biggest mistake of your life. or the greatest, your choice. ..
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!TW! This book contains talk of drugs, drug abuse, Overdose, death, violence, sex, and more. Reader discretion is advised. ------ My phone sat on the counter, lighting up several times as I searched for something to eat. After a while of not finding anything since the boys insist on eating everything I buy within the first couple of days, I grabbed it. His name popped up in my notifications. I rolled my eyes, letting out a huff before promptly opening the messages. 'My manager told me about what your friend set up. I hope everything will be cool, I don't want any drama' He doesn't want any drama? that's ironic giving everything we went through in high school and what he said to me just a day before I moved away. I never spoke to him since, and now he's texting me as if that never happened? I didn't reply, I decided to go on with the rest of my very early morning. It was almost six and there was no point in getting any sleep since I knew Rio would be barging through the door at any moment sooner or later. I stayed put at the counter, scrolling through social media until Kyle popped his head through the hallway. "Good morning, Bunny," He came over and sat next to me, resting his head on my shoulder. Kyle and Trav were always clingy, but Josh had prepared me for that. His separation anxiety was bad and he always liked to be around me, he found comfort in me for some reason. I guess it was sort of the same for the boys as well.

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