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Doing The Most

Doing The Most

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She fell into a deep sleep. On the right side of the bed, her back facing him because she did-n’t know what to say after the argument. She had not heard him creep into bed but she had heard her phone ring in the middle of the night. Her eyes were too tired to open completely so she just grabbed the phone from the nightstand next to her. She pressed a button then held the phone to her ear, “hello?” “Harlow-Halley....” she heard Danny’s voice cry into the phone. “Danny w-what happened?” “I-I love you. I miss you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you” Danny cried on the other end. Halley could hear rain drops in the background. “Danny what’s wrong with you?” she grew worried. “I want you back. I miss you. I miss your face. I miss your laugh and your smile. I love your personality. I miss your hair. I want to look into your eyes again. Your beautiful green eyes, Halley.” “Danny ....” tears started to form in Halley’s eyes and she could feel something coming down from her nose so she sniffed. She looked over to Delano who was slight snoring, with his left hand resting on his chest. “... I don’t know what you want me to say.” “Say you love me” he cried. Thunder! filled the night sky outside. Halley jumped at the horrific sound and looked to her left, straight out the window, and only saw the side of the next door house. “What” she asked. “Say you love me Halley. Say you love me.... please. I need to hear that you love me.” Halley shook her head as the tears streamed down her two cheeks. The room was very dark and she could only make out the objects that were white or pitch black. The curtains were open, making her able to see outside. “I love you?” “And, I-I want to be with you. Forever.”
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Hellson

Formerly known as 'His Angel' Trigger warnings on chapters. ~ "Harmony" it was her name; no longer a scream but a simple word. She lifted her head, and saw him standing in front of her, hanging over and blocking the warm sun. She continued to cry, gripping the dog so tight she was probably fucking hurting her. "I can't take it anymore," she said, her lip quivering, her tongue tasting salty. Waiting for the inevitable, "I can't do it any longer." She took a deep, shaky breath. "Mony-" He leaned down gently, sitting in the grass across from her, trying to catch a glimpse of her face hidden in shame. How could he ever kill her? He couldn't even imagine cutting a hair on her head. "Harmony-" she looked at him with bright red, puffy eyes. "Will you come with me?" So much hesitation on her face, the sight of it fucking killed him. But, she reached out a shaky hand, slipping it into his. ~ Harmony finds her trusting nature doesn't always do her good, and the biggest mistake she ever made was walking home with a man who insisted they were taking a shortcut. She wakes up, cold, tired and terrified, chained to a wall in a stranger's basement. Unbeknownst to her, she's now in the hands of someone else so much worse. She finds herself determined to escape his grip in any way possible, even if it means doing what he wants and pretending to like it. And as more time goes on, Max seems to be further taken by her, doing everything to try and mend bridges to get her to stay. But, she can't become complacent; that's how people die. She's found herself deep into the underbelly of life others don't know, where laws are not the same, where people are not the same. Surrounded by a pack of gun runners, thieves and murderers, she starts to question if she could ever go back to her old life. When does the puppetry start being the truth? ~ Not everything is always green and blue.

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