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Death Road [On Hold] (Original/NamelessShipping) Red X Green (Boy X Boy)

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Worthless.
Stupid.
Pathetic.
Waist of time, money, and space.
Bastard.
Faggot.
Hore.

"You should kill yourself. Everyone will be so happy when your gone and we won't have to look at you ugly face anymore."

Red hears all those words everyday. He's never had a supporting family, or friends. Never felt safe, cared for, loved. He never though his life could get any worse, but it always does. A bully from his last school is out for revenge and will stop at nothing until Red is destroyed, or what she finds better, dead.

When all the light in Red's life is missing, some one will shine through and try to save him.

But what if the light can't be restored?

What if Red's to far gone?

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A/N

I normally don't do A/N's in summaries but I must for this book. This book is really, really bad. And if you are squeamish around violence, this book is not for you. This book will contain a lot of blood, cussing, self harm, and everything in between.

You have been warned.All Rights Reserved

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