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d been going too well than I expected, Dylan being overly nice and me craving for something more than a week ago. But he w

k I've always been eagerly waiting for the night when he'd

s to move to the next house and let me cook, but I knew he wanted something else which I was not planning on giving him so soon. Sometimes I liked sitting alone, no n

e jerk back to reality. I turned to hi

ed for half a second and then smirked. He walked swiftly towards me a

n, Angel", he said softly but I cou

wrong w

se making me chuckle. Turning back to

he laughed. This time, it wasn't br

d", he said letting me go and trying to take

m, but he persisted knocking over the coffee

de me feel free. "Don't move, I'll lift you..." But I had already moved and

away from the broken cup. "There's always a kit everywhere, so...", he muttered to himself looki

he just simply nodded. "I guess it's from t

also because of the injuries", he said it like

lot better, I guess an

t, but the bastard knew too well that I would honour his dying wish and that was the la

he hated his father..

made se

nged the kit and kep

and kissed my hair caressing my cheeks. "I need to get back to work", he said and walked

lt boundaries because life wasn't so fair to him. I s

Annie!" I said, sla

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f my father to anyone and the fact I told her I was a medical student one time made me

ir and the faster one knew and accepted it, the easier life would be for them. Taking a file case to look at the content, the name

liance, but it never really lasted for long. It was like a contract signed to defeat

certain bank run by the mafia's and the arms and oil that was destroyed almost a week or two weeks ag

ls or you were just avoiding it", I said and I knew he must

ving a little chuckle. "I know you've heard of it already, the lo

ue shaking my head. The winters were going to lose everythin

er, if you're here to mock me the

I got his attention. "I'll pay

t is

smirked... it was nice

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se all to yourself to clean, cook brought back the old days when I lived alone with my best frien

e mess in the room. The ashtray, the rumpled sheets, bloody clothes, an empty gun,

en you're bo

hem, because there was no ink anywhere and the note was scented. "Dylan Xavier, who are you?" I murm

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re, I flipped the file and before I could see any other word, the file was snatched away from my hand. I turned

ny form of light around and of course draining my fucked up life away. He look

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gh my things,

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et my voice trail, not finding the right words to use. He

eant to say that, he hated apologizin

six feet in the ground dining with

t's wron

arier. He was meant to be raging and hit me and lock me up in my room, but the more I stayed with him, the m

aid that... forgive me ", I said in the most Chris

... I'm going to fuck you up, toy

to fuckin