Whatever It Takes

Whatever It Takes

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Continuation of "Together Forever"... __________________________ "Mr. West, you are under arrest." "He can't do this." "I know him." "How could you do this?" "Eli is my brother." "He is not your brother." "I'm sorry, Eli." "Am I that unlovable?" "You called me brother... so it's my duty to protect you. I don't care if you're older or taller." "Are you... a mafia heir? Or were you kidnapped and trained at birth?" "You don't get to pretend like you didn't leave when I needed you." "Forgive and forget? I'm neither Jesus, nor do I have Alzheimer's." "If it's from you... I can even drink poison." "I'd like to say, Mr. Blake-kindly mind your own business." "You are not my brothers-I forgot." "You're my home... and I'm not ready to be homeless yet." "Tell me, Aurelian... is this suicide, or murder?" "Auri, please don't go. I'm sorry." "Watch where you're going. I won't always be there to save you." "Can I be the villain of your story?"
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I'm gonna get him killed. Someday. Somehow. I'm gonna get him killed. And the worst part? He knows I will. "Turn this into a fucking game, I'm begging you to make a bet out of it, just to see how long you'll last trying to change it before you realize not only you, but no one can. Genie gives you three wishes? Not enough. Every single memory taken out of my brain? Still only got one reality. A gun to my head....? You'll know my last words even if I don't get to say them." "A gun to mine?" An enemies to dead lovers, if you may. "A gun to yours?" I fucking hate him. "We're not the kind that fear death, why?" I really fucking hate him. "We know it doesn't end anything, we know it starts everything. You think a gun to your head's gonna be the last? No, either we write a sequel together in hell, or you're gonna find me taking a relaxing bath in someone's blood." "Do you know what a gun to yours means?" "A gun to my head....?" "A gun to your head, means a gun in my hands." He smiles. "Take my last breath from me, and I'll give you my last words."

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