You and Me.

You and Me.

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Oh! Hey! XD this book is a boyxboy or guyxguy! Have a problem with it? Yeah? Then why are you here and reading this. Tf man/gurl ;-; ANYWAYS! For the people that don't have a problem enjoy and welcome to my story! :3 their wolfs too! Sorry to mention! [WARNING!!!!!!] This may have triggers in it and abuse and bad swearing! You have been warned! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I move along as I look fanatically searching for Sebastian. "SEBASTIAN!" I yell as tears I didn't know streamed down my cheeks. "SEBASTIAN! HELP!" I scream as I began running looking around. "Elijah..? Elijah!!" I hear Sebastian my brother and lover yell. "SEBASTIAN!! HEL-MHM!?!!" I began to scream but got caught off my a hand covering my mouth. "You belong to me.." The voice hisses as I scream and trash around. "ELIJAH!!!! WHERE ARE YOU!!" Sebastian screams, as the hand tightened around my mouth. I growl slightly and kick his shin making him Yelp and let me go. "OVER HERE! SEBASTI-!!!" I screamed but it got covered again. "You little shit!" He hissed as I trash around, he begins to pull me away as I panic and trash around more wanting my brother to save me. Tears stream down my face as I give up and let him take me away. "Oof!" I hear then everything goes black. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Er entglitt mir wie Wasser, dass zwischen meinen Fingern durchsickerte. Langsam, aber unaufhörlich und ich wusste, dass ich etwas festhielt, was frei gelassen werden wollte. Aber ich war zu egoistisch um ihm das zu geben, was er brauchte. Ich war zu egoistisch ihn gehen zu lassen. Ich wünschte ich könnte ihn dafür hassen, aber dafür habe ich ihn zu sehr geliebt. Und es tat mir Leid, dass er jetzt leiden musste. Es tat mir Leid, dass ich ihm alles geben wollte, und es trotzdem nicht genug war. Es tat mir Leid, dass ich ihn nicht so lieben konnte wie er es verdiente. Und nun sitze ich hier und wünschte ich würde nicht einmal seinen Namen kennen. Geschweige denn zu wissen wie sich seine Hand in meiner anfühlte und wie seine Lippen schmeckten. //cover by writingisbleeding //pictures found on tumblr copyright: @booksandallmyfriends

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