Envy // h.s
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Dernière publication sam., janv. 4, 2025
As Lola Tomlinson finds herself running from the two people she loves the most or she should love the most she ends up going to the only place she thinks she can find help and safety and that place is the serpents. Even though he brothers dodged friends bar doesn't sound like the most safest place Lola knows it's the only place people can help her and the only place with people she can actually trust.
"Who did this to you?" A voice came from the corner. She didn't need to pretend like she didn't know who it was because she knew she could recognise that thick British accent anywhere. As his cold fingertips touch her open wounds on her face she flinches. Not because it hurt but because she didn't wanna be touched especially by the man she hated most.
Why was he being nice? All he had done was threaten to kill her after she chucked her drink on him and screamed in his face.
Maybe she shouldn't have gone there after all...
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