You two were best friends long before anyone captured your and his smiles. This was before fame, power, and pride blurred the lines between love and control. Vox was the static that filled your world, his voice made silence manageable. Somewhere between late night conversations and shared dreams, friendship grew into something deeper. It became something dangerous. However, love with a man made of electricity was never meant to endure. His obsession with perfection and his constant need for attention slowly smothered the quiet love you offered. You wanted him, not the screens. He wanted the world to see what belonged to him. And when his spotlight began to consume you, you had no choice but to leave. You walked away, leaving him with the one thing he couldn't show to anyone... you.
This is a Firebreather fan fiction. I only own the story, and prologue/summary is inside hope you enjoy it and please do not try to steal my stuff otherwise you will face a world of pain that involves snakes, paralyzing toxins, darts and the ever acid dunking.