We Know The Price We Pay

We Know The Price We Pay

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What do you do when you have no choice but to leave the place you called your safe haven, your home? Desperate for answers, needing to know where her father went and why, after being saved from death by the woman she loves and never wanted to leave, all Annette Davis knows is she's alone and her father disappeared. When she finds the woman who knew him best soon after leaving, she becomes faced with a painful choice: give up her freedom to the Brotherhood so they can find her father or continue to wander aimlessly and hopelessly. But, not even in her worst nightmares, could she have imagined what the consequences of giving up her freedom to the Brotherhood would mean, or what she would go on to lose as a war rages on, a war to try and save the people of the former US Capital from the tyrannical Enclave. 120 chapters, cross posted on AO3 and ff.net.
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3 years ago, my Step Dad adopted a son. His name was Hunter. For 13 years of his life, Hunter was neglected and abused by his parents. Beaten and raped, Hunter knew nothing good of the world. His Father eventually became a socio-path and shot the Mother. But as he was about to kill Hunter, Police arrived. The Dad shot himself instead. Hunter is now 16 and has been living in my family for 3 years. It's an understatement to say that we don't get along. Hunter is just angry at the world. He drinks and smokes and swears and fights. He kicks me and punches me simply because he's scared. He pushes everyone away. He has flashbacks and nightmares and can't seem to take anymore. Though I know he has reasons for being such an inconsiderate asshole, I still hate him. Our family has now moved to Cyprus. We're only staying for a while, so we just got a small appartment. Bad part about that? It's got 2 rooms. Me and Hunter have to share. At first I hate it. But then over the weeks, I begin to see how broken Hunter Storm really is. He's not just a dick, he's scared. And I'm slowly starting to comfort him through his troubles. We're getting somewhere, but then the worst possible thing happens. But strangley, it's bringing us closer. He's sleeping in my bed, he's crying to me, he's holding my hand. I'm holding him at night, I'm wearing his hoodies, I'm smiling at his touch. Before I even realize it, I'm in love. { Strong Language Throughout! Includes Physical/Sexual Abuse Scenes & Sex Please Don't Read If Bad Language Makes You Cry. But If You Like Hot Emo Boys With Lip Rings, Read Ahead ^.^ }

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