Behind Closed Doors

Behind Closed Doors

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"You wanted to see what was behind closed doors, right?" I narrowed my eyes, vigorously wiping away the stray tear that seems to have fallen unnoticed. "Well you got it." ¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥ Fern Valencia didn't believe in a fresh start. Your life doesn't change without the motivation of something willing you to do so. Her cousins death, for example, was her will to completely change her life. But it was no fresh start. Every memory, every thought, every action was filled with grief and anger. Blame. So she blocked her emotions. Blocked every little thing that could cause happiness, sadness, anger, anguish. It was the only way to make sure she was a shield to anything, or anyone, that could hurt her. That was until she found Elijah. Or more like, Elijah found her. He was her fresh start. But the only way Fern can let him help her, is if she shows him what's behind closed doors.
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𝟏𝟖+| I was said to be 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞... 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. I had heard it so much in my life that it had manifested into a truth that remained rock solid in my brain. It consumed every surface of my body and mind like a deadly cancer It had become a promise to myself. A reminder. A standard. It was a rule applied to every person in my life, except him... He was the same as I was; no matter how different our outside identities were. We were cut from the same cloth on the inside. There was no denying that he and I were both broken souls left in a broken world. Both craving an eternal slumber before we met, but his darkness played so well with mine that suddenly it began feeling more like light, warmth, goodness... a happy ending. "...𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲... 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂," --------------------------- Partying. That was the one thing Chandler did best, and everyone in town knew that. But when one of her parties get out of hand and the cops are called, she's in for a rude awakening as she comes face to face with the new guy in town: Officer Herrera. He's wasn't like the usual officers she dealt with, and she finds that out quite quickly as she gets dragged away to jail for the night. They both wish to never see each other again, but there was something stronger than their dislike for each other keeping them together. The stronger their dislike grows, the more attached they become, until the lines become so blurred that they can't tell the difference between hatred and love anymore. They could say they hated each other, but if anything, a small part of them knew it would turn into love. If that love would last once everything was revealed... It was only a matter of time before they found out. ----

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