Welcome To the Death Round

Welcome To the Death Round

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He gives me a small, teasing smile. Like the dark story he’d told me wasn’t real, and he was the kind, smart, funny Kyle again. The one that wasn’t half a person. The one without problems or pain in his life. The one that everyone knew and loved. “Because,” he whispers, his breath cool and minty tickling my face again. My nerves going off on their own frenzy, having Kyle so close to me…I knew this is what it was supposed to be like. I knew that this was just so...right to have him so close. After a while, I felt as if I could take on the world. With Kyle and Caesee at my side, it was easy to imagine that I could. No matter how cliché it was, it seemed like another fairytale. Another dream coming true. As if it happened again; the shy girl and the popular guy fell in love, and then they had their happily ever after. Or so it seemed.
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Hannah I lost hope on me, on love. I knew that I would never love or be loved by anyone. And I was fine with that. Until I met him. The rockstar everyone worshiped, that man who showed me that I could love again, that I could trust men again, the one who saved me. Kris I always knew that I was born for this, for playing and writing music, I had a pretty amazing life, I was so lucky, until I met her, those green eyes who showed me all that I have been missing, those green eyes who showed me that I was born to save her. This story is dedicated to all woman who had been victims of domestic violence, sexual, verbal or psychological. Never forget that You are strong.

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