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➳ 𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀

⚘ 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

♆ 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧

♖ 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬

❂ 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐜.

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┄ DADDY ISSUES

➥ Shinso Hitoshi x gn!reader

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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➥ disclaimers/warnings: mentally abusive parents, mentions of divorce, mental abuse, infidelity (dad)

➥ word count: 1.2k

𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲: Daddy Issues (remix) by The Neighborhood feat. Syd

By now the burning feeling in the back of your throat wasn't anything new, nor was the stress of holding in your tears. After having to deal with your parents for sixteen years, it was habit.

Your whole life you were surrounded by yelling, stress, and anger. Always getting yelled at for the littlest things and trying to hold your tears in, it never worked of course.

Your dad was involved in your life when he had to be, but other than that you practically never saw him.

A few months ago you learned that you dad had been cheating on your mom but it wasn't a one time thing, he had been doing it for months. After she learned on this she threatened to get a divorce, but all my dad had to do to get her to stay was pay her monthly.

And because of this you were always left wondering if your parents were going to actually divorce like they said they would many times.

You often found yourself thinking that you would never actually experience what it's like to be loved, or appreciated.

And you were okay with that. After seeing how your parents relationship was, you were scared of having a romantic relationship with anyone.

Scared to fall in love, only to fight and argue constantly; then fall out of love.

You were scared of getting hurt.

It was officially your parents fault that you were scared of love, seeing how love didn't exactly work for them, why would it be any different for you.

"Hey, how've you been? We haven't talked lately." A males voice said from over my shoulder.

I jumped in shock, nearly falling off the park bench before quickly turning my had to look at the source of the voice. Shinso Hitoshi, his purple hair was as vibrant as ever.

A soft smile tugged at my lips, "Hey, just the usual. Sorry about being so flaky recently, there was a family emergency." It was sad how easily that lie slipped out of my mouth.

Even after being friends with Shinso for over 3 years, he still has no clue about my parents and their problems.

But I just didn't want to talk about it at school. It was my getaway from home, from all the fights and insults. So if keeping Shinso in the dark about my home life meant it would stay that way, then why bother.

"Did something bad happen?" No, it's always been like this.

"Nothing too bad, my grandma just collapsed out of nowhere. So we were all with just in case." Another lie.

"Oh, is she alright." He asked, genuine concern evident in his voice.

"Yeah, it was just iron deficiency. I gave him another soft smile to reassure him about my 'poor grandmother'.

"Well that's good. By the way, do you want to hang out this weekend? We haven't done that in at least two weeks."

"Yeah sure, Your place."

"Uh, we can't. Our house is getting some remodeling done to it, so were going to have to go to yours." No. no. no. My heart dropped to my gut, nervousness seeped into my body.

"I don't think that'll work. My grandma is staying over." It was a believable lie right?

"That's okay. We can just hang out in your basement so we don't disturb her." Shit.

C'mon Y/N, you just need to tell him you can't do that.

"Yeah, I guess that'll work." You gave him a small smile.

But when it came to Shinso Hitoshi, you were weak. Yours problems didn't seem so bad when you were with him.

"Alright, see you later today?" He grinned at you as he got off off the bench.

"Yeah." You nodded at the boy. You stood up and gave him a quick hug before he walked away.

After you were sure he was out of sight, the smile you forced slipped of of your face as you slumped back on to the wooden bench, letting out a sigh.

Shit, he's gonna know now. You hands rubbed your face in frustration. Why couldn't you have just said no to him, it's only two letters, n - o.

But maybe part of me wanted him to know, so I would finally have someone to talk to about it so I wouldn't have to hold it in any longer.

I was reaching out for help, but I didn't even notice.

I groaned, finally fed up with their fighting for the day. I stood up from my desk and walked over to get my earbuds, in hopes of being able to drown out some of the fighting with music.

Just as I was about to press play, my phone buzzed. My eyes were met with a text from Shinso

hey, I'm here. But it sounds like there's a lot of yelling, are you okay?

The burning sensation in the back of my throat started to appear again as tears threatened to spill.

He knows now. Now he's going to want me to tell him what's been happening.

I took a slow deep breath before going downstairs to let Shinso in. After I reached the bottom of the steps my dad spoke up.

"Who did you invite over? And why weren't we told." The irritation in his voice was clear as day.

No, he's never home. Why is he here?

After being so caught up in everything lately, I forgot to tell my parents I was having someone over. Fear started to fill my body, my voice was gone as I stood at the base of the steps frozen in fear.

Tears filled my eyes again as I tried to come up with an explanation, anything. But my mouth couldn't muster up any words as I stood there. I knew I was going to have to deal with the repercussions of my actions, and any insults they decide to throw at me knowing I won't talk back because they practically trained me not to.

Just as my mom was about to speak up, a knock came from the door. Shinso.

No, I really didn't want him to see me like this.

Just stop crying.

"Go ahead, let your friend in. And tell them you can't hang out today." He seemed so calm, and that only scared me more.

I finally moved from my spot at the bottom of the stairs, and opened the door.

I knew my eyes were red from the tears that had managed to slip out, he opened his mouth to say something but before he could get anything out I interrupted.

"Hey Shin, I just remembered I can't hang out today. But maybe late." I tried my best to muster up a smile.

Shinso only stood there, his brows were furrowed in confusion. I knew he had questions, but I closed the door before he could ask me anything.

Now I had to deal with my parents.

Or not.

I turned to look at my parents fro a moment, anger was evident on their faces. That only made my stomach churn, knowing what I was going to do next.

Before any words could be said, I ran to my room. My heart was throbbing in my chest, tears flooded my eyes.

I shut the door behind me and locked it. I heard my parents shouting as they walked towards my room.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I was crying like a child at this point, finally regretting what I just did.

My phone was buzzing non-stop on my desk, I stood up wiping my eyes and grabbed it.

Hey, Y/N what's going on?Are you okay?Y/N please answer, I need to know your okay.Please

His texts only made me cry harder, and I finally felt something I hadn't felt in a long time.

I felt loved, not by my parents. But by a person who I had only known for three years.

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┄ 1 STEP FORWARD 3 STEPS BACK [1]

➥ Bakugou Katsuki x f!reader

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞!

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➥ disclaimers/warnings: f!reader, angst ;), toxic relationship, breakup, manipulation, language

➥ word count: 0.7k

𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲: 1 Step Forward 3 Steps Back by Olivia Rodrigo

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You were hooked and there was noting you could do.

You met Bakugou exactly 5 years ago, at the ripe age of 15.

You fell in love with Bakugou at 16.

And you got together with Bakugou at the age of 17.

Everything was different back then, you were so in love, but so blind.

Everything seemed so perfect. It was almost as if your relationship was the cliché movie. Together for nearly three years now, you had fallen in love with the best person you could've ever met.

But here you both were, sat on opposite sides of your dining room, the room was filled with silence and thick tension. Dinner was on table, but neither of you had touched your plates.

"Why are you bringing this up again? I'm the one who works so that we can support ourselves!" Katsuki shouts at you from where he sits at the table.

You had lost count on how many times this subject had come up in your conversation with him. But you needed him to understand your side, he was never home. And when he was he never wanted to be near you, he claimed it was 'his day off'.

So then that would usually lead to an argument, then you would ignore each other for a week, which would then lead to another argument, and finally angry makeup sex.

"Katsuki, it's not about that! It's about the fact that you never spend time with me! And when you have the chance to, you tell me to fuck off!"

"I cant do this right now. There's always something going on with you. I need to fucking breathe for a single fucking minute!" His breathes were heavy and annoyed as he stood up from the table, grabbing a jacket and his car keys as he walked out of the door, slamming it behind him.

You stayed at the table, silent tears falling down your cheeks and landing on your plate full of food.

Truth be told, you can't even remember when these arguments started to become so common got the both of you. But as Katsuki walked out of that door, something finally hit you, you were done. The moment the ash blonde had walked out of the door, he had walked away from you, from your relationship.

Bakugou was as moody as a teenager, one minute you would both be laying together in bed watching some kind of movie, not that it mattered because you would both be paying attention to one another rather than the movie. And the next minute he would be shouting in your face, then leaving you in tears, only to come back and start the cycle over again.

But you were done.

You put both plates on the counter, then wrote him a note, saying that you were done with this.

Bakugou,

You know how much I love you, and how much I always will. Bit I just can't keep doing this anymore. The relationship we used to have was so full of love, but now it's all gone. And neither of us can bring it back no matter how hard we try. This is the only option, and its the best option. For the both of us. Don't try to contact me. Take care of yourself Bakugou.

Love, Y/N

You gently fold the note, and place it in the middle of the dining table for him to see. Now the only thing left for you was to pack you bags and leave.

As tears clouded you vision, you zipped up your last suitcase, and walked out of the door for the final time.

You were ending this painful cycle that the two of you were both trapped in. It was always 1 step forward and 3 steps back, you were both just not meant for each other, because if this lasted any longer it will only lead to more heartbreak than there already is.

Now here you are, 5 years of your life down the drain.

Goodbye Katsuki Bakugou.

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┄ FAVORITE CRIME

➥ Dabi x f!reader

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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➥ disclaimers/warnings: f!reader, toxic relationships, angst, cheating(not reader)

➥ word count: 0.9k

𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲: Favorite Crime by Olivia Rodrigo

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You came back home from a day of doing some much need shopping for supplies to see something that would truly break your heart, Dabi and some girl making out on the couch. Your couch.

You both had good memories together, two teenager that moved in together at only 18. Two teenagers who had both been broken beyond repair, who both found comfort in one another. A comfort thay could never find anywhere else.

Before you even met Dabi, never thought you would do anything of the things that you've done with him. You were a 'good girl', good grades, never late, never broke curfew.

Now you can barely even remember your parents, and that broke your heart. After you met Dabi, they noticed you were slowly changing, grade went down, constantly late, and you ignored curfew.

They loved you, and you knew that. The night you left they were merely expressing their concern for you. They only wanted to make sure that you were okay, but you didn't care.

So instead you ran away, from them, from the only home you've ever known.

All for him. But now you realize that you should have listened to them.

The pair on the couch clearly didn't notice your presence in between their heated kissing session, her shirt gone as his hands roamed her torso mindlessly.

He made you change, made you a criminal. Hell you were even a murderer now. But being a criminal with him was the best. Robbing the bank, and almost getting caught by pro-heroes.

You believed he was Clyde and you were Bonnie. And yet, living and dying together wasn't an ending for you two.

Embarrassment filled you, as if hundreds of people stood around you watching you with pity and judgment. No tears in sight as your bag slipped and fell creating a small noise that interrupted their steamy moment.

Their faces were almost comical, she was shocked as she got up grabbing her shirt and throwing it on. Her hands frantically looking for her purse as she walked towards and past you leaving the apartment.

"I guess I should have listened to them" you said nonchalantly as you looked at him. Thinking about how your parents tried to help you the night you left.

He remained still on the couch, no change in his expression even though he had just been caught by his girlfriend while he was cheating on her with another women.

Both on you stayed where you were, his face was un-readible, while your was blank because you refused to cry in front of him right now.

"Not even going to say sorry?" You asked. You may not have been showing it, but you really wanted him to say he was sorry. Say that he loves you and that it'll never happen again.

But you know he'll never say anything like that. He's never even said he loved you,

"Why would I say sorry if we both know that I wouldn't mean it?" His eyes looked right into yours, and there was not a single bit of regret in him.

He made you do things you never thought you would do, and things you would never forget.

Sneaking into a mall at 2am while you were both high out of your minds. Riding a car without the hood as you let your hair flow in the wind. Had so, so many intimate moments together. Memories that will forever be stuck in your head.

Much like this one.

"I'm not going to ask you why you did it. But I just want to know, was there something that I didn't do?" His brows furrowed at your comment, why weren't you crying, or screaming, hell your not even trying to hit him either.

"What...?" He whispered, panic slowly starting to rise in his chest.

"I became your accomplice, but, there must have been something I didn't do, right?" You looked him in the eye "What was it?"

Dabi didn't know what to say. His eyes slightly widened at you statement and the way that you were reacting. He stood up, only wanted to hold you in his arms now, he knew what he had done was wrong, but his pride would never allow him to say that.

"I guess we'll never know then" You blatantly said.

He stayed silent, and looked collected. But on the inside, he was terrified that this time he may actually lose you this time, and it was going to be all his fault.

"I guess we both deserve this, me for not listening, you for manipulating me, and honestly, I don't know which one is worse"

With that you turned around and left.

It was funny, the was you gave him 4 years of your life, your youth, your innocence, yourself as an alibi. He was indeed Clyde, but, who were you? You weren't Bonnie, she hadn't come into his life yet.

He would probably have a sentence of a few weeks, mostly months. He would forget after that and find himself a new accomplice. You would have a sentence for years probably, maybe one day you would once again become a willing accomplice to somebody else.

To you, he was the criminal you followed. Like a lost puppy following the owner that abandoned them.

You could only hope that he got enough time for lying to you, manipulating you, using you. No matter what, you were the worst crime he committed.

To him, you could only hope that out of everything you did together, everything he did before and after you, that you were his favorite crime.

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⚘ Brother!Billy Hargrove x f!sister reader

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

— content warnings: Season 3 spoilers, season 4 spoilers, references to death, ANGST(I cried writing this oml)

— word count: 0.8k

Inspired by: Heroes by Peter Gabriel

The world around me felt quiet as I walked away from the car, towards the quiet field. My head for once, was quiet. There were no thoughts of regret, guilt, or even anger for what happened that night at the mall.

The folded piece of paper felt weightless in my hand, though it held the heavy thoughts that have been stuck in my head for months, the months that were spent without him.

I stopped walking when I reached the headstone I dreaded seeing again.

BILLY HARGROVE

MAR 29 1967

JUL 4 1985

GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN

My heart felt heavy once my eyes read the headstone over, even though I had it memorized since the last time I saw it.

His funeral.

I sat down in front of the neat headstone, swiping a few leaves off the bottom of it. I looked down at the paper in my hand for a few seconds, contemplating whether or not I actually wanted to read it.

A heavy breath left my body before I decided to unfold the paper and read it, besides if death was going to come so soon why not clear my head first.

Dear Billy,

I know that you hated me, since the very day I was born you only saw me as a problem in your life. And for a really long time I felt the same way.

But I realize now that I was wrong, and I'm sorry.

But if someone told me a year ago I would be sitting at you grave and grieving over your death, I would think they were mental. Because why would I mourn you? The only thing you have ever done for is take me to school, hell sometimes you didn't even do that. You would ditch me for some hookup.

But I realize now you did so much more foe me, but I just never thought to notice.

Whenever I would do something that I knew dad would get mad about, you always somehow managed to get into bigger trouble, or start a fight with him. You made sure that I never had to deal with him, or the the things he would do if he found out.

I always thought that I would spend my entire life hating you, but what do I know? I just learned that I may die in less that 24 hours, so I just going to stop assuming I know anything thing anymore.

But the worst part about all of this is that I want to be able to not care that your gone, to keep living my life like you weren't killed by some monster from another dimension right in front of me.

I keep thinking back to that day, thinking that I should have tried to get you to change your mind about saving El, thinking that I should have been the one to have taken your place.

Maybe it wouldn't hurt as much as missing you. Maybe you would still be here, and everything would be right again.

But I don't have powers like El, I can't fix this, I can't go back to that day and take your spot, and I can't change what dad did to you.

I imagine that if you were still here, nothing between us would have changed. Or, maybe it would. Maybe we could have been friends, like a real brother and sister.

But your not here, and nothing can change that

I'm sorry.

I'm so so sorry Billy.

Love you shitty little sister, Y/N

I let out a heavy breath, folding the paper back into it's original form and shoving it in my pocket.

I wiped the stay tears that managed to escape my eyes before standing up to walk back to the car, but before I took a step, the sky around me turned dark.

I looked around me, everything was the same, just darker.

"Hey Y/N." It felt like I was just stabbed in the chest as I heard Billy's voice from behind me.

I slowly turned around, my eyes met with his grey eyes, the eyes that I haven't seen since he died.

Tears slowly fell down my face, the only thing I wanted to do was run up to him and give him a hug, tell him everything that I wanted to say but didn't get the chance to.

He stood there, he didn't move.

But a small smile formed on his face, and he opened his arms, he opened his arms for me.

A sob escaped my mouth, my heart felt so heavy in my chest, I didn't know what to do.

He walked towards me, and the closer he got the more my heart hurt, I just wanted to be with him. I wanted to be able to be held in my big brother's arms for the first time.

So I let him get closer, until he had me in his arms. He felt so warm as he held me tightly, I cried into his chest and wrapped my arms around him.

I was finally with my big brother again, and I never wanted it to end.

Even if it now meant that I had to join him in death.

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┄ RING RING RING

➥ Toshinori Yagi(All Might) x f!reader

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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➥ disclaimers/warnings: death, blood, violent actions (fighting)

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"Wh-what are you talking about?" You stuttered out, laughing to hide your fear. "You can't be serious, Toshi."

You reached out to take the thin blond man's hand, but he jerked it away, and you couldn't help but gasp. "Y-You can't see me anymore?" Your voice cracked.

He turned his gaze away, unable to look at the tears that he had caused to build in the corners of your eyes.

"Why...?" You clenched your fists, and then stomped you foot to the floor, before shouting at him, "You said you loved me! What that all a lie?" You breath was ragged with turmoil, as your shouts turned into sobs. "Just a lie to get me into bed? I can't believe this..."

"No!" Toshinori finally shouted, and reached his shaking arms around your shoulders, pulling you into his embrace. "It's because I love you..." He whispered into your hair, "My work is too dangerous, I just... I can't be the reason you're hurt. Or worse."

"Your work?" You scoffed and pushed him away, leaving him looking down at his empty arms in despair. "You won't even tell me what that 'work' is. You won't tell me anything about yourself." You clenched for fists so hard, that you were sure your fingernails would break the skin of your palm. "I stopped asking questions. I told myself just being with you was enough. But now..." You sucked back a sob, trying to hold together your composure. "But now... can't you just tell me what it is you're leaving me for?"

You had your eyes to the ground, watching your tears litter the carpet of your foyer. You couldn't look at him. Not now.

"I..." Toshinori squeezed out a single syllable from his throat, "I'm sorry..."

The overwhelming feeling of heartbreak struck through you like a knife to the gut, and you spun your back to him, gasping out a sob you wished he couldn't hear.

"Just go!" You shouted.

You heard him utter out your name, and he sounded like he was in pain, but you shook your head, not letting yourself be fooled into facing him again.

"I wont... forget you, my dear." He whispered, then you heard a few footsteps, and the door shut behind him.

You fell to the floor sobbing. "I would do anything to forget you."

It had been a whole year now since the fight between the two of you. No matter how much that had hurt you you still wanted to see him. You needed him.

But after He left you you decided it was time to become independent. You'd only realized how much you relied on the hero after he left you, before you met Toshi you were in the hero course at UA. You were in class 1A, you had a great quirk when it came to most, if not all situations. Teleportation, when you were in the hero course it had always come in handy.

After you met Toshi you had dropped all of your training so you two could spend more time together, your schedules never allowed for either of you to have breaks. So you thought this was the best solution.

But now you decided it was time to finish that dream that you had started so long ago, you were going to become an official hero.

~ring ring ring ring ring~

After taking a shower and getting dressed for the day, your phone had started ringing without hesitation you picked up.

"H/N! We need you to report to location 23AZ, we have a villian attack. They have a mutation quirk! Be here quickly." You heard the voice of the police on the other end.

Unlike the other missions you had been on before, you had a strange feeling about this one. It was more than a gut feeling though, it felt dreadful.

You bit your lip with hesitation, you looked down at the phone that was in your hand and went to Toshi's contacts and clicked on messages.

Your heart ached as you looked at the last messages that were shared between the two of you.

Toshi: I have another mission today, I might be home late. But if your not awake when I get home, goodnight, I love you.Y/N: Alright. Be safe, I love you too.

You left out a shaky breath before you quickly typed out a message that you decided you were going to send before you got ready for the mission.

Y/N: I know you said that we were never going to see each other again, but I have a mission today, and I have a bad feeling about it. But if anything happens to me, I love you.

You hit send before you had time to rethink the whole message, You  quickly jumped into your hero costume. You quickly teleport-ed to the location you were given.

The moment you stepped out of the portal you saw at least 10 police cars around the area, some had police in them patrolling the area, looking for the criminal. Others were empty, I assumed that they went by foot to find the man. There were some buildings that had fallen due to the fight the man had to put up so he would net be caught.

I made two different portals, one on the roof of the tallest building in the area, the other in an area where I had caught many other criminals before, hoping that there was a possibility the man would be there.

I walked through the portal, as soon as I opened my eyes I was in one of the darker parts of the city. During my time as a hero I had caught at least 8 different criminals in this area.

I turned the corner, only to be met with the very eyes of the man I was looking for. As soon as he saw me, he turned his hand into the paw of a lion and scratched at my face, leaving four large and deep gashes on the side of my face.

I growled. as he ran away, blood was practically pouring from my face as I chased the man down the dark alleyway.

I created a portal right in front of the man, he held a shocked look on his face for a short moment after I was in front of him. But it quickly turned into anger as I tackled him to the ground.

I held him in a head lock, I was on the ground under the man as my arms was around the mans neck. His arms were scratching at my arm in hopes I would release my hold on him. But there was no luck, without me noticing he took a knife he had kept in his pocket and stabbed in into my side.

Even with the unalterable pain I was determined to keep the man in my grasp, I was determined to win. He pulled the knife out of my side and stabbed me once again, in the same area he had done before but this time he twisted it. I screamed as I go, he quickly jumped out of my arms and ran without looking back.

I laid on the dirty concrete ground, both of my arms clutching the new wound on my side, blood was pouring from all of the wounds that I had on my body, I could feel myself getting cold as the blood kept leaving my body.

With a small cry in pain I removed my hand from my side and grabbed my phone from my pocket, and dialed the one person who I needed to talk to one last time.

~ring ring ring~

"Hello?" The voice on the other end questioned. "Y/N Why are you calling me? And what did you mean by the text you sent earlier."

My breathing was heavy, small groans left my lips as the pain in my body seemed as though it was getting seemingly worse.

"Hey! Y/N Are you alright? Where are you!?" He shouted from the other end.

I assumed that he knew something was up by the way I was breathing.

"Stay where you are I'm coming to get you!"

The phone slid from your hand and fell to the concrete as soon as you heard his last words, you knew he wouldn't be able to get to you time. And you hated that.

You really didn't want to die. You had your whole life ahead pf you, and that was all going to be taken away from you by some lowlife criminal. It just wan't fair.

But you knew death was inevitable, the only reassurance you had was that fact that he still knew you loved him. That he knew that you had never stopped.

But you only wished that you would have been able to spend more time with him, that you could have said goodbye..

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