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Love In Cold Blood

Chapter 8 Not Yours Yet

Word Count: 1336    |    Released on: 30/07/2024

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y only reason to stay in this damn castle as long as I did. Was my mom and Jason. Dakota and my dad have never treated me as family.

she asked as we walked towards the elevator. "He's fine I guess," I said but it's not like I went and checked on him. For me, I ha

r. I just know Dakota for who he is. He's a monster. And I wouldn't let him do what he got away with doing just three years ago. Tha

r fucking pet!" I countered. He started to get closer, but Sky quickly told me to let go as she pulled, trying to pull her arm free fr

n't take this wrong, but I need to talk with him anyway. When we're done I'll... "As you wish," I said, cutting her off. Not that I was mad at her, but wh

ven. They say alone t

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e same time, I was confused. What was the look for? It's not like I'm dating Lou either. Yet if I was given the chance to choose for myself. I

ld no one about it", I gave a smile and stepped close to him. "Well, I've seen it, and it's pretty, but I've also tried it on. Doesn't fit. I lied and hop

ing to hide the huge smile on my face. "Great until you do stop treating me as if we're a couple" I quickly left the room before h

r him if you're just going to hurt him. If you're bored, stick to that fia

alone. He's got enough on his head after seeing Mom murdered just yesterday, in case you forgot" He said and started

"Honestly, I don't care i

ther arrow" he said before storming off. I sat in shock for a moment as I peeled a banana. Then I decided to go see Lou. I'm not sure why. Maybe to chec

ck k

usually goes to the garden around this time," she said with a smile, before entering his room. I thanked her and made my way to

lfway into the garden, I stopped and just stood there wondering why I hadn't seen him yet. Something hit my shoulder. -Aaahh!

ilt, and painted the same white as the exterior of the castle. Lou made his way down the huge spiral steps and stood

en glass. "Not my fault, you scare easily," he laughed. "I don't, you just... Why would you throw a stick at me?" I c

my hand over, revealing cuts with

ow me" I just nodded and followed him up the steps of the tree house. It's bigger than it looks on the outside.

me balcony he stood on when he scared me. He dumped the pieces in a trash can and turned on the water. "Her

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“INTRO I hugged him tight assuring him I meant what I said. Tears flowed down my cheeks as I gave a slight wave to my brother and my boyfriend. Their eyes widened when they realized what I planned to do. Just as he started to pull away from the hug I tightened my grip and pulled him as I fell back from the cliff. The realization that I am going to die with the person I hate the most in this world. Sent a wave of emotions through me like a strike of lightning and the only thing I could do was close my eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ DIARY ENTRY- Do you ever wonder what it's like? when a sharp object meets the human skin in a way that doesn't harm it. A way that's just to test if you could feel something. To feel anything other than that feeling of rejection, depression, anger, and sorrow. The feeling that maybe somewhere out there you belong. That someone out there cares about your existence. That maybe even you care about your existence. That you're... not alone. I know what it's like. I've taken that sharp object. Any sharp object. Sometimes a kitchen blade, sometimes a glass bottle I've shattered to pieces. That sharp object caresses parts of the skin on my arms slowly. Yet I feel no different. It stings for just a split second then the blood pools from the cuts left behind. I've been doing it since age twelve after being raped and going through the process of no one believing me and shower after shower trying to wash away... trying to wash away the feeling of utter disgust. Trying to take back my body with soap, water, and a pouf. Just like a tattoo that feeling of... feeling like waste after your stepfather has had a long night doing whatever he wanted to u sticks. It's permanent. And in his words... you are his and only his. You are permanently his toy. I thought living was hard as hell but so is dying. Sixteen failed suicide attempts. Back to square one. Living a nightmare you can't die or wake up from is all there is in my world. Welcome to hell. -Sky ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~”