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Hospital For Souls

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Parts 13
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Reads 314
Votes 11
Parts 13
Time 52m

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My mind keeps going everywhere... 
I hear stuff in my head, I see the room spinning as I start to get up from my bed. All gray or faded colors spread across it. Blood on my walls, very weird how they haven't gave me a different room. 

I look around and I see my door open and a guy covered in tattoos at the door step. "Let them sing" he said in a raspy voice. 

"I'll try..." I respond, but as I blink he has disappeared and my door is closed. 

I look at the window as I notice it's covered in bars. Outside is my fear, my fear of being seen. As I look far in the woods I see him again. He moved his lips as I read them. 

He said something like 'wait for me, and I'll see you' I think. That was what I last remembered before I blacked out.All Rights Reserved

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I felt the back of my head connect with the wall and felt a hot liquid pour down my neck and back. I touched my hand to the back of my head and lifted my hand up to examine a shiny liquid that must have been my blood. I felt dizzy and my stomach turned as I saw so much blood covering my hand. The man then laid me on the ground and stripped me. I was so weak by this point that I couldn't even fight back. He then spread my legs and took what he wanted. All I could do was lie there moaning in pain. All of a sudden I heard someone yell and the man got off of me and ran. I saw a pair of blue eyes and said, "My savior," and then I fell into darkness.

Scars Can Fade// A Luke Hemmings Fanfiction by xxx_trin_xxx

I cut through my skin making an "x" on my wrist. "This is why I don't trust people... " I thought. "He doesn't understand the pain I go through, no one does." I cut through my skin again making a deeper cut as blood rushed down my arm. "Everyone I meet leaves me. He's just like all the others. He would stay if he cared. It's all my fault isn't it? I drove him away with all of my nonsense, carelessness, and stupidity." Negative thoughts rushed through my head as the blade ran through my skin one last time before I blacked out. I woke up in a hospital bed. Sitting in the chair next to me was the one and only: Luke. The one person I didn't want to see here. The one who caused this mess. "Baby, I was so worried about you! As soon as I got a call, I found the earliest plane back here. Are you ok? Baby tell me you're ok!" He choked between sobs. Maybe he wasn't as bad as I thought he was...

Disbelief by QuietlyExists

Soulmates, we're always told we have one but I haven't been so sure I do. I mean I did get my tattoo and it hasn't disappeared yet, meaning they aren't dead. I guess believing in something like that takes a lot of effort. When you first touch your soulmate (Skin to skin contact) your tattoo turns a solid color. That color is the most important color in your life at the moment you touched. In this world, there's a system to tell who your soulmate is. Nobody remembers how it happened but, one day people started getting these tattoos on their right wrist. These tattoos are a basic shape that resembles your soulmate's hair. The shape is filled in completely by the color of your soulmate's hair as well. In the center of the tattoo, there are 1-5 objects. Those objects describe what your soulmate loves to do. The shape of my tattoo always fascinated me but I've never been able to put it into words. My tattoo shape is an upside-down half-circle if instead of the bottom part being flat, it opens and curves outwards. In the center of my tattoo was a volleyball, it always was a volleyball, it's never changed once. You see naturally, people tend to change hobbies, but whoever my soulmate was, they didn't change theirs, I never changed mine either which is fascinating. The color of my tattoo is a chocolaty brown. (This story is in Y/n's POV....mainly)

Hidden Identity💋✔💯 by mahikaniayana

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Haddonfield's Bloody Lovers. // Discontinued by AtticusTheBear

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