They didn't need a psychic. Everyone knew what their future would be like. They would die as enemies, and hate each other beyond graves. *** Someone once told me to hate never and love forever, but where does the line between hate and love go? Will anyone ever tell me, that love comes from hate and hate comes out of love? Will we ever know if love and hate is nothing but each other? Maybe there is no such thing as love and hate. ----------- OBS! Please be aware that this WILL contain smut, maybe triggering things, pretty much strong language and drinking (of alcohol) and it may be some smoking/mentioning smoking too.