Imagining 12
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"How will I know you won't fuck another guy because I wasn't there to help you?"
"You don't."
Ciara Beckett always wanted to feel seen. Her parents never did. She's left to fend for herself in her own home. But it wasn't always like this...there was once a time where everything was great. Loving parents, a twin sister. But that all changed when said sister died. Now here she is, sleeping with countless guys, just so she can feel something. At least in those few moments, she's being "loved", right?
Patrick Feely always loved her. Beautiful, daring, Ciara. Childhood friends till the end! Or so they say...Patrick's noticed something off since her twin sister died. She wasn't the same Ciara he'd grown to know and love. But he was willing to try anyway. Even with his own problems in the way -drinking- he still wanted to show her that the world isn't all dark. Even if he thought to himself.
Will these two find their way to overcome their addictions and finally see what's in front of them? Or will their hearts shatter the moment they do?
ALL RIGHTS GO TO CHLOE WALSH. (Except for the characters I came up with) ALL CHARACTERS AND PLOT ALREADY IN "BOYS OF TOMMEN", GO TO HER.
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