Short Story Bad Boyz

Bad Boys Part one It had been a long hard week at school and I was not in the mood for anymore bullshit! I got in my lime green beetle and drove off towards my house. ‘Why was he such an asshole all the time?’ I asked myself. ‘It’s not like I’ve done anything to him! Stupid, bastard! Why does he seem to over look everyone else and pick on me? I’m not a book worm or a social out cast! Why the hell is he picking on me? He’s such a stupid, egotistical, bastard!’ I said to my self. It had never made sense to me. Mathew Spry never did like me (or Spike as his friends called him). He was always such an asshole. Three years ago he asked me out on a date and he was less than gentlemanly. After that I really had no interest in having anything to do with him. And for a while he was more than content to do the same. But two years ago, he started bagging the shit out of me, abusing me physically (Punches and bruises.) and simply bugging me whenever possible. Everyone else in the school either steered clear of him or sucked up to him. He was a typical spoiled rich kid bad boy. He was the tough silent type to everyone else. But to me, I still saw him as little skinny assed Mattie from up town I use to know as a kid. Every since he came to our school he beefed up and put on some serious incredible muscle. And what could I say, he looked better than ever. I agreed to go out on a date with him because before then we had been child hood sweet hearts is suppose you could say. He was my first kiss, and my first love. I had had plenty of people ask me out since then and most of them I would give a pity date, but I never dated anyone else. I never kissed another guy (for the first two years at least). I didn’t want to. And I still don’t… but what can I say, I have found life after death. I found blue, he was my second love. And I hoped he would be my final. I still like Matthew, which is probably why I put up with all his crap. But the second he hit me… that was the last straw. I told the school councilor before I considered going to the principal and all the councilor said was “Perhaps it’s not a good idea to provoke the spry family. It would be detrimental to both the school and your own well being, I believe.” He said. So basically what he meant was “Don’t go to the principal or the police because the spry family will probably stop sending such large donations. Not to mention Matthew will probably just kick the shit out of you, yet again.”… I had to agree with him. I wouldn’t want to be the cause of our school going bankrupt and I © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys certainly didn’t want Matthew to hit me again. I gave him the silent treatment and evil stare ever since. He was the most confusing guy ever. I hated him! How dare he hit a woman! How dare he hit me! I got home and parked in the drive way. I turned off my car and climbed out. I didn’t want anyone to see me like this, but fuck anyone who was looking. I took out a cigarette and lit it. I stood there smoking cig after cig till I came till the end of my pack. “Fuck!” I cursed under my breath. That was my last pack too. I stormed inside and grabbed my rainy day money, $200 in cold hard cash. That should get me two cartons, depending on what brand they have in stock. I walked down the street to our corner shop and opened the door. “Afternoon Leah, how are you today.” Mr. Cooper called from behind the counter I smiled politely at him and rested my arms on the counter. “Annoyed, I ran out of cigs. Speaking of which could I have two cartons.” I said smiling angelically at him; Mr. Cooper shared my unfortunate habits. “Any specific brand?” he asked, I chuckled and shook my head. “As long as the totals under $200 I’m good” I said. He smiled and bent down under the table. He quickly emerged with two full cartons of cigarettes. I handed him the money and smiled politely as I waited for my change. “That’s $21.40 change. Same time next fort night?” he asked in a joking tone. I smiled and laughed “If not, sooner.” I said. He smiled and handed me the blue plastic bag containing my cartons. “Thanks Mr. Cooper.” I said as I walked out the door. I walked back to my house and sat on the bench out side. I crossed my legs and lit another cig. That felt good, Mr. Cooper sure could pick a nice brand. I’d bummed a cigarette or two off him in the past and they always seemed better than any other brands I’d ever bought. I herd a familiar sound start up my street and I prayed to go I was wrong. Only six people in town owned motor cycles as loud as the one I was hearing now and four of them were incredibly elderly people I’d never actually meet. And the other two belonged to Matthew and his older brother. And sure enough it was the asshole himself. He pulled up in his black Harley Davidson just in front of my house and climbed off. I discarded my old cigarette and started a new one; I wanted to go back inside. But I hated when my parents came around and criticized me for smoking in doors. And I really didn’t want to stop now. Seeing him made

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Bad Boys me even more stressed. He sauntered over to me in all his handsome manly glory and stopped a few meters away from me. “Well if it isn’t the devil himself, come to give me another black eye have you?” I asked sarcastically. I knew if he was here it was going to be serious. He smiled down at me. “Do you want one?” he asked in a strangely seductive voice. I furrowed my eye brows and took another puff of my cigarette. He smiled. “You didn’t give me the option last time.” He raised his eyebrows; he knew I was pissed off. “I didn’t mean to hurt you… I was angry” he said as if that justified the act. “I guessed that, did you think that gives you the right to punch the shit out of me. Your lucky I didn’t go to the cops.” I said as I took another deep puff of my cigarette. It was almost dead. I dropped it and put it out with my foot. I took out another one out and lit it. “Mind if I bum one of those?” he asked. I handed him one and lit it in his mouth. He smiled down at me crudely “How many of these do you go through on a daily basis?” he asked. He smiled at me and sat down beside my cigarettes. “It depends on how stressed I am. You’ve been a real asshole lately. So what the fuck are you here for?” I asked getting more and more pissed off by the second. He laughed at my irritation. “Well to tell you the truth I’m not sure. I just started riding and I ended up here.” He said as if we were old friends I took one final deep breath of my cigarette and stamped it out. I walked up the steps to my house and walked through the door. I turned to close it but his foot got caught in it. I groaned audibly. “Go home Matthew!” I yelled. He pushed open the door and looked down at me. “You know you still want me.” He said confidently his appearance mirrored his tone perfectly. “I’m sorry Matthew. I don’t fuck wife bashing assholes!” I said angrily slamming the door against his black leather boot that matched his bad boy leather jacket. He jut pushed it back open and stared down at me angrily. I was scared shitless by him, but I stood my ground and glowered back at him. “Get the fuck out of my house before I call the cops.” I said through gritted teeth. He smiled and rammed me back into the wall. His hand gripped tightly around my neck so tightly tough he was going to strangle me. © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys “Strong… I like that” he whispered in my ear. When his face moved in to kiss mine I spat in his face. His hand recoiled from round my neck and whipped the spit from his face. He slapped me and I fell to the floor with a gasp of pain. “You won’t disobey me again! If you ever disrespect me like that again your going to know what real pain is!” he promised. I felt my eyes redden and tears start to form. He pulled me up by the scruff of my shirt making it ride up just below my chest. “Do you understand?” he asked threw clenched teeth. I didn’t answer him. I just stared and let silent tears streak down my face. “Answer me you little Bitch!” he practically screamed at me. “Get your fucking hands off me!” I said through gritted teeth. He punched my face hard. I felt his ring cut a large mark under my eye and the tissue around it start to swell. He pulled me up to my feet again and scuffed me against the wall. “You will obey me, or you will die.” He said. He stroked his finger down from my temple to my lips in a loving manner that made my stomach turn. “Such a waist to hurt something so beautiful... But necessary to break the wide stallion” he said. I was no wild hoarse he could simply tame, I was a human being. How dare Him! “I will never obey you! You’re a discussing pig!” I said before spitting in his face for the second time. He whipped it of and this time didn’t punch me. “This will be difficult.” He said with a pleased grin. This was going to be fun for him. He pulled out a sharp pocket knife and pressed it under my jaw line. He cut it slowly and it made me gasp and stream a line of tears. I felt the warm red liquid run down my neck. “Stop… Please…Ah… Stop!” I screamed as his knife pressed harder and started to twist. He did as I asked and pulled away the knife. He smiled devilishly and liked the line he had just cut with his knife. His tongue was freezing… like ice. It hurt as he pressed his tongue against the wound. But I made no sound, I winced and clenched my muscles but I made no sound. I would not scream for him, it would only give him greater pleasure. He was such a sick bastard! “Scream for me.” He whispered. I felt his tongue trace down to my neck and his teeth clench down on the skin. “Ahh!” I screamed as his teeth sank deeper into my neck. He slowly sucked the blood from my neck and soon enough, I realized what he was.

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Bad Boys He was a Vampire. And right now, I was dinner. I slowly felt my life slipping away and his teeth slowly retracted. “Sleep my love, sleep and dream of us.” He whispered. I wanted to stay conscious just to piss him off, but the blood loss got the better of me. Part 2 When I awoke I looked around the unfamiliar gothic dungeon themed bedroom and searched for the evil that filled my dreams with hot steamy situations. I wanted so badly to snap his neck in half. But I knew that would be a stupid move. My throat felt incredibly dry and it was hard to speak. I got out of the bed and realized I had been stripe down to my under garments “Mother fucking vampire!” I yelled. Not caring weather or not anyone herd me. To fucking bad if they did. I walked over to the door, not really caring that I was half naked and stormed down the medieval gothic hallway. There were many doors and many different places I could go. I decide bringing him to me would be smarter. “Matthew you Mother Fucker get your ass out here!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. A large wooden door to my right opened and a very attractive wet half naked man walked out. “So, your Matthew’s little love slaves.” Matthews’s older brother Leo called. I turned and glowered at him. “More like punching bag if you ask me.” I said with a hateful smirk on my face. He raised the right side of his lips into a devilish crooked smirk that made my heart melt. “He’s becoming very violent; he needs to learn some self control before he gets himself in trouble with the authorities. I like this town; I’d much prefer we didn’t get chased out of it by ravenous town’s people carrying torches and pitch forks.” He said. I laughed at his pathetic ranting “I see I’m not the only person that has a problem with his brutality. Stupid mother fucker.” I muttered under my breath. Leo laughed “And I see I’m not the only one bereft he bit you. If I were you I would have fought back.” He mocked. I threw him an evil stare and grimaced at him. “It’s not like I didn’t try, the bastard’s just strong. That’s all. I don’t see why you haven’t killed him yet yourself.” I mumbled. Leo seemed to find that quite amusing. “Well, I can’t exactly kill my own child now could I? He’s like a son to me, but I suppose that’s what happens when you turn someone. No © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys matter how much of a mother fucking ass hole they turn out to be, you still love them.” He said as he shook his head. The whole notion of anyone loving Matthew disgusted me. Who could love such a beast? Who could love such an egotistical mother fucking prick? “Humph, so, where is the mother fucker? Off killing innocent town’s people again?” I asked sarcastically. Leo smiled and walked towards me. “On the contrary, I think he’s doing his home work. Like a good little boy.” Leo said with a smirk. I laughed and advanced towards Leo’s advances. He was incredibly handsome. I wanted to have him take me right there and then, that would piss off Matthew. But I inevitably knew I wouldn’t. I still… loved him. God damn it why did I find wife bashing ass holes so attractive to me? God damn it! “Well maybe I should go piss him off while he’s working. He deserves it for cutting me anyway! Stupid prick! No offence love, but you really should find out who the person behind the face is before you make a commitment. I’ve already gone through that with Matthew, damn I feel sorry for you.” I said. He laughed and started to ponder what I just said. “Wait… you’ve dated Matthew?” he asked, I sighed and then groaned. “Yes and it was absolutely horrible! Lets just say he so wasn’t a gentlemen, no matter how we were when we were younger… umm… when we were little, we were childhood sweethearts I suppose you could say. But after high school, everything changed. I went on my first date with him and he was one of the rudest people I’ve ever met. You don’t try for second base on a first date, no with me anyway.” I clarified as I crossed my arms and brooded over his horrible behavior. I felt two frozen thick objects wrap around my waist. It didn’t take me long to figure out what they were. They were arms. “Did you miss me my love?” I herd a familiar yet sickening voice cooed in my ear. I shuddered at his touch a thought I was about to be sick. “Get your Fucking hands off me!” I muttered through my clenched jaw. He chuckled and kissed my cheek. I was certain is this continued I was going to be sick. I elbowed him in the rib cage, he felt nothing. Prick. Then it occurred to me, his private parts could still feel pleasure. So wasn’t it fitting then that they would also be able to feel pain? I didn’t care; I was going to find out. “Last chance. Get your hands off me now.” I said. He kissed the neck wounds he had given me, I leaned over and his body followed me. Every inch of his body was pressing against mine. His legs spread along the outside of mine… perfect. © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys “Not likely beautiful” he whispered. Ok, fine. I looked up at Leo and winked. He was confused at first but soon started to realize what I was about to do. I wound up my leg and swung it back with as much force as I could muster. Matthew dropped to the floor and writhed in pain as he placed his hands between his legs. He wouldn’t be using that appendage any time soon. Leo soon fell to the ground and vibrated continuously. He was laughing so hard I thought his rib cages were going to explode. Eventually Leo stumbled back to his feet and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. “Good one kid. He’s going to be sore for a while” he said, laughed slightly then sighed. “In more ways than one.” I said as I suddenly regretted my actions, I was going to take quiet a bashing for that. I would hurt more than him, and in more ways than one. “Don’t worry, when he is under my roof he is bound by my rules. There is no violence within these walls. Well, no non food related violence anyway. Though we rarely bring our food home with us.” He clarified. I leaned my head against his chest and smiled. “Thank you, but I still have school. And no offence, but threes no way in hell I’m staying here with him!” I yelled. He laughed and nodded. “Well, I don’t have a problem with you staying if you change your mind.” He said as he rubbed my shoulder I nodded and turned towards him, I swung my arms around his neck and pressed my body against his. At first he was reluctant but soon wrapped his arms around my lower waist, I knew I’d get in trouble for this. But, oh well. “Thank you.” I whispered before stretching up and kissing his lips tenderly, to my surprise Leo threw himself into the kiss with a considerable amount of passion. He was a great kisser; I couldn’t help myself but keep going. He traced his tongue across my lower lip, asking for permission to enter. I gave my mouth to him freely. Our lips and tongues danced together in unison and soon enough I felt my knee’s become weak and herd Matthew’s groans of agony stop. I reluctantly pulled away, I was in enough trouble, and I didn’t need to get Leo into it as well. “I’m sorry” he said, something told me if he could have blushed he would have. I shook my head and pecked his lips lightly “Don’t be” I whispered. He nodded and removed his arms from around me. I didn’t turn to look at Matthew. I didn’t care. I walked back into the same large bedroom I had emerged from and locked the door behind me. I strolled over to the bed and flopped down with a loud exhale. © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys I started thinking about Leo, god he was a good kisser, yum. His mouth had tasted of strawberries and his tongue. I couldn’t even describe it. “Why on earth would you kick me in the one place that could give you pleasure?” I herd Matthew asked. I groaned and pulled the blanket from around my ankles up around my head. I didn’t want to see him, not when I was thinking about his brother. And especially not when he was talking about such a vulgar act between the two of us… but perhaps if it where me and Leo… “Answer me!” he commanded as he pulled away the blanked from my face, I glowered at him and he glowered back. “No inch of you will ever give me pleasure. Every last millimeter of your body makes me sick. By the way, you need more than three inches in your pants to please anyone” I said in a bitch-like stuck up tone. To my surprise he chuckled. “Oh, its much more than three inches I can promise you. You’ll know soon enough.” He whispered. I groaned in disgust and turned away from him. “Four inches then” I said. He laughed and suddenly appeared in front of me on the other side of the bed. “Would you like to see it now then?” he asked, I made a sickened face and covered it with the blanket. “Don’t make me sick you bastard! I’m so not in the mood to talk to you about sex. Your brother on the other hand…” I trailed. I heard a harsh growl roll from his chest. The idea angered him. Good. He pulled back the sheets and pinned my arms behind my head. “You won’t go within five yards of Leo ever again do you understand me?” he said in a voice I knew would be followed by violence. I glowered up at him a started to laugh. “You wish Matthew, I’m not letting someone who can kiss me that good go. God damn was that good.” I said as I reminisced about that short moment I had spent with Leo’s tongue. Damn what I would give to do it again. “If I ever see the two of you together again, I will kill you.” He said through gritted teeth. I knew he wasn’t kidding. “Then there is no way in hell you could ever have any chance with me. I hate abusive jerks and you know it. Your attempts at trying to control me aren’t helping either.” I said acidly, he smiled and kissed my lips. He wasn’t a bad kisser; actually he was pretty skilled with his tongue and lips. But Leo was experienced… he was talented in ways Matthew

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Bad Boys would never be. It made me wonder if he would be any good at pleasing a woman… in other ways. I wasn’t sure if Matthew realized my mind was in another place but he obviously didn’t care. Neither did I, I wasn’t having any fun, but I wasn’t bored either. At least he was interesting. His lips body tongue and hands were all completely unpredictable. I sat there and tried to imagine Matthew was Leo, but I was unsuccessful. Leo was much better than Matthew, poor Matthew. I did love Matthew, it was true. But at the same time… I hated his guts. Leo was different, he seemed funny and intelligent. And he was obviously gorgeous beyond all belief. And as far as I knew he was nowhere near as violent as Matthew. “Scream for me” he commanded as he moved his lips down to my collar bone, I held still and stayed quiet. I would make no sound for such a monster. “No” I said simply as I waited for him to stop. As I wished he stopped, but what came next I would have gladly swapped for his annoying kisses. “You will scream bitch!” he screamed at me as he slapped the side of my face. I let out a small gasp of pain. I heard the door burst open and felt Matthews’s body slid off of me. I pulled my body up to a sitting position and saw Matthews’s body slammed against the wall. Leo was standing over him snarling, for the first time I had ever seen him… I was scared. I hiked my knees up to my chest and crushed it tight. “My house my rules, no violence and no forcing yourself on her!” he yelled through gritted teeth. I stared at the two of them in dissbelief, I was scared shitless. He looked over at me with that same snarling hateful glare; I felt my eyes pop and my heart skip a beat. He lunged at me and I felt my heart start pounding in my chest. I felt myself swept up in his arms and I was scared my life was over, all I could think was I was about to meet my demise at the hands of a godly creature. I could have done worse. But as waited to feel the pain of his agonizing teeth in my neck… all I felt was a quick flash of wind sweep around my body.

Part 3

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Bad Boys I felt my body hit the top of a very comfortable mattress and silk blankets. I opened my eyes and found Leo sitting in front of me staring at my face. His eyes and expression had changed from a deep snarling anger to a deep cincher concern that made my heart melt. “Are you ok?” he asked. He barely even knew me. I smiled and kissed his nose. “Yeah, I’m ok. Thank you Leo.” I whispered. I leaned my forehead against his for a moment. “I told you he would not disobey my rules while he is in my home. Not without facing consequences.” He said with a laugh, I laughed and pulled away. I pondered that for a moment then sighed. “But he’ll want me back, and I won’t be safe for much longer. He doesn’t want me to see you anymore… he’s to jealous for his own good, sure I’ve seen you before… but I only kissed you once and I’ve only really known you for a few minutes… god I’m a slut!” I said as I buried my head in my hands. He chuckled and moved my hands from my face. “You’re not a slut, he won’t keep us apart and there is no way I will ever let him lay a hand on you again.” He said. I smiled and lifted one hand to his face; he was just as cold as Matthew. It hadn’t really hit me yet that he was a vampire, though I knew that was incredibly obvious. He leaned in towards me and held my gaze. He moved so slowly… so painfully slowly! My eyes closed and a small sigh escaped my lips as ours met. Our lips moved in perfect motion as I traced his lips with my tongue. He opened his mouth and gave my tongue permission to enter. It wasn’t violent or scary with Leo, it was… beautiful. It was absolutely perfect. Our lips and tongues danced together as one. He leaned my body back against the bed and positioned himself above me, he was wonderful and sublime. His mouth still tasted so sweet and perfect like the first bite into a piece of ‘juicy fruit’ chewing gum, absolutely heavenly and perfect. At this point in time, Matthew was the last thing on my mind. His lips left mine and traced a line down my neck to my chest, his frozen lips felt wonderful against my skin; it made my body burn with such an intensity I wanted to rip my skin off just to cool the sensation. But at the same time, I liked this feeling. I felt like the only thing I could do to purge myself of this heat was to have Leo, for him to give me some relief. I closed my eyes and let my body take over, my mind was silenced. And all I could see think and fell was Leo. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys Part 4

“Morning lover” I herd Leo whisper in my ear. That was a sound I didn’t mind waking up to, the last time I had heard it he was groaning my name. “Morning Leo” I said in a low seductive voice. He bent down and kissed my cheek. “Did you have a good sleep?” he asked, I took in a deep breath and nodded. He smiled and was suddenly gone from my sight. I could feel his arms wrap around my waist, he had jumped behind me. He slid into the covers behind me and pressed his body against mine. I felt his still erect man hood against my thigh. I laughed, vampire stamina was surprisingly strong, or was that just Leo? “Sleep time now, Mr. Leo.” I said in a sarcastic voice. He chuckled behind me, but his arousal did not soften. I was still tiered but perhaps a morning romp would help wake me up, like an early cigarette or a good gin and tonic. “I take it your ready for the second round?” I asked, Leo chuckled and kissed down my neck. He was more than ready; I turned over and returned his kiss with just as much passion. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I had been right. A morning romp had been exactly what I needed. Leo was in the kitchen, though I didn’t see the point in even having one. Considering he was a vampire he wouldn’t need to eat. I was in the shower washing our juices from my body. I was sticky and greasy; I didn’t want to feel like this all day long. I scrubbed my body and rinsed my hair, Matthew and Leo had neglected to retrieve my shampoo. Oh well, I didn’t intend on staying here. I would be going home, partly because they had left my cigarettes there and I knew I would be going crazy soon enough without them and partly because Leo and Matthew’s taste in décor was incredibly depressing, so medieval and gothic. I hated it. When I was finished I dried myself off and redressed in the same clothes I had been wearing before. That was just another reason to go home. I walked out into the hallway and was greeted by the familiar scent of cooking batter. Pancakes? I followed the familiar scent until I came to a door way. I walked through and into the very inviting dinning room that was adjacent to the kitchen. © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys “Well, that smells good. Where did you learn to cook?” I questioned. “Cooking Channels” Leo called out to me; I knew he could probably hear every sound I was making. “See, my mother was wrong. T.V. is educational.” I said. I herd Leo chuckle from the kitchen though it was incredibly low. I walked in and found a very spotless kitchen, the last time I had made pancakes I spend days cleaning up after myself. I walked towards him and wrapped my arms around his waist. He turned his head and chuckled at how clingy I seemed to be. It was rather annoying, Leo was much taller than me and my head didn’t reach his shoulder. He pulled my arms around him and turned to face me. “If you don’t want your pancakes to burn you’re going to have to resist me for five minutes.” He said with a sly smile on his face, I poked my tongue out at him. “It’s not that hard to do.” I muttered. Leo threw his head back and laughed wildly, it wasn’t that funny. He bent down when he saw my irritation and kissed my lips lightly. “Ok, then go wait in the dinning room.” He commanded. It made me angry to follow orders from men; I had done it for my father when I was younger but not anymore. None the less I did as he asked, surprisingly I didn’t mind be ordered around by Leo. Especially in the bedroom, move your leg, harder, faster… that was a wonderful wake up call. I took my seat at the table; I chose the right hand side of the head table. I thought it most likely impolite to take the head seat. Though I found my own reasoning absolutely idiotic, I waited patiently; I could here a strange song coming from the kitchen. It was Leo singing. His voice was amazing, the voice any teen pop sensation would chop off his own favorite appendage to have. But that didn’t surprise me considering the rest of him was to die for. I listen to the beautiful melody in his voice and soon felt my eyes close and thoughts wonder. Gad damn it, blue was going to be pissed off now. Poor blue, I could never tell him. I couldn’t tell him Matthew cut me and kidnapped me, though I would like to see blue and Matthew going head to head. But considering Matthew was a vampire I didn’t like his chances. I couldn’t let him know I slept with Leo… no matter how much I wanted to sleep with him again… I couldn’t. I wouldn’t dare do it again, I would go home and call him, he’d probably be pissed I hadn’t done so yet… but I really didn’t want him to come down here. I didn’t want to see him get her that would defeat the purpose of dating such a man. He was a biker, a strong © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys muscular man who for some strange reason loved me. Damn he was a good lover to. Almost as good as Leo was… but not quiet. And yet, I still loved blue more. He was safe and secure; he was a strong dependable leader. And yet when we were alone he was romantic… and yet he was still so intimidating. It was hard to be around him without feeling scared and for some reason that thrill of feeling scared turned me on. I had always thought it was just me, just something wrong with me. But then I met people like crystal and jasmine. Two girls just like me, biker chicks. Crystal was with Raph, and old friend of mine from high school. And jasmine was with some guy called ice eyes, though I never understood why that was. Blue wouldn’t tell me when I asked. He said it was Ice eyes story to tell if and when he wanted to. All he told me was that I was better off not knowing, I wouldn’t be scared of him that way. Ice eyes seemed to be the oldest in the group, but that wasn’t hard to do me suppose. Most of blue’s gang was aged between 20-25 years. As far as I was aware ice eyes was 27 and hadn’t spoken a word to anyone about his nickname other than blue and jasmine. I never really understood why they called him blue but he said if we ever got to that stage he’d show me. That scared me shitless. We were already engaged and I tried to be with him whenever I could, but I still had one year of college to get through. I was going to take a year off and get married to blue in that time. And then the year after go back to university, no matter how much I hated my parents I wouldn’t upset them. I couldn’t disappoint them again, blue doesn’t think I need and education to get by. I told him I didn’t want to get by; I wanted to do well in life. And I wanted to do well with him, someone had to pay for the gas mileage now didn’t they. I loved blue, his touch set my skin on fire and my blood started to boil under my skin, it was amazing the kind of pleasure he could send through my body just with one little touch. But I suppose I owe Matthew for all of this, he was the only reason I ever got with blue. In the beginning I only wanted to be with blue for the security. But after a while, I grew to love the man behind the façade. He even told me his name, something he had never told anyone in his gang before me. Daniel. I loved him so much; blue was definitely the only man for me. Even though Leo was a great lover, this was only sex… and I needed to let him know that. I loved blue, I could never betray him. And the best thing about blue, no matter how angry or infuriated he got… he never hit me. He said to me once that hitting a woman had always been something he could never do. He was a strong proud man, but his mother © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys taught him better. His story had always made me cry though. Blue was a person you always knew had some horrible truth or dark secret buried away in his past. And I was the stupid one who opened her mouth and asked. Blue’s father had been abusive. He was an alcoholic, drug addict and wife basher all in one. His father was a horrible man to say the least. A down right dirty bastard if you ask me, he reminded me of Matthew actually, the description at least. Anyway, blue was in a family of five at the time, his two younger sisters, parents and him. He had grown up watching his father batter and bludgeons his family and secretly he promised himself he would never become his father. He would never hit any woman or child. It was a freezing winter’s day when blue was walking home; as he walked down his street he noticed something wasn’t right. There were police cars and officers everywhere. And the further down the street he got the easier it was to realize they were at his house. He ran towards his house past the cops and red tape and burst through his front door. What he saw there he would never forget. His mother and little sisters… dead, covered by white sheets. The walls and furniture splattered with his family’s blood. When he finally started asking… well screaming questions at the police he found what he had assumed was true. His father had killed his mother and siblings but was nowhere to be found. The bastard was still out there roaming the streets. Blue had only been 16 at the time, but he knew what he had to do. He hunted down that sun of a bitch and killed him. Blue wouldn’t tell me how he did it; he said he would one day. But he was scared it would frighten me off. Nothing could frighten me off blue; he was far too good to me. He would take me on picnics by the lake at midnight. stargazing as we sat on the roofs of tall sky scrapers. It always scared me shitless to look over the sides, but blue never let go of me long enough to let me see. He loved me; he had only known me for a short time before he proposed, but as he had told me. When you love someone time is meaningless. To be quiet honest in the beginning I though he just wanted to screw me like ever other man in my life had, and all the romantic bullshit he was saying was just to get me into the sack. I loved him a lot, and decided as long as he was getting what he wanted, and I was getting what I wanted, it was ok. But that all changed when he got down on one knee and proposed. It made me so happy; I literally pounced on him and took him there. © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys He loved me. The simple fact made me smile. To bad me and Leo couldn’t work out, he was even better than blue was. But not by much, I had taught him a few things. Needless to say thanks to me blue could make any woman he came across from now on incredibly happy. I awoke to the smell of pancakes at the end of my nose. I opened my eyes and Leo burst into a violent roar of laughter. I glowered at him and waited for him to control the impolite out burst, why was I suddenly thinking so formally? Its all stupid Leo and Matthew there trying at make me feel smart. No, that was not going to happen. “Shut up Leo!” I yelled at him, glowering now. He struggled but soon suppressed his laughter. He handed me the pancakes and utensils. “Strawberry, your favorite right?” he asked. I raised my eyebrows in surprise. I was sure I hadn’t told him that. “Yeah, how did you know?” I asked. He smiled and took the seat next to me at the head of the table. “Matthew has a good memory when it comes to you.” he said with a small apologetic smile. I sighed and took a bite of my pancake. Wow! “OMFG! Leo, theses are amazing!” I said as I quickened my pace and soon began shoveling the pancakes into my mouth. Yum, I was in heaven. Neither me nor blue were very good cooks, but good old fingers knew how to cook very well. And yet still, Leo out shined even him. How it was a vampire was better at cooking than an apprentice chef? “I’m Glad you like them, I’ve had plenty of time to practice. But it all tastes the same to me. I can eat… human food, but it tastes horrible. The smell, I suppose is tolerable. But the taste, that’s unbelievably horrifying.” He said as he shook the disgusted look from his face. I leaned over and kissed his cheek, probably spreading crumbs along with it. He smiled back. “What was that for? I thought this was only sex to you?” he said in a sarcastic mocking tone. I opened my eyes so wide I thought they were going to explode form their sockets. “How the fuck did you know that!?!” I asked as I raised from my seat, he bite his lip. “Oops, you didn’t say that out loud did you?” he asked. I stared at him and shook my head. Part 5

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Bad Boys “No I didn’t” I confirmed. He smiled at me sheepishly and beckoned for me to sit back down. I did as he said reluctantly. He leaned over and kissed my cheek, I felt his lips graze my ear lob before he whispered. “I’m a mind reader, I can hear your thoughts. I’m sorry I know there personal, but your mind is hard to ignore.” He said apologetically. I was silent for a while as I pondered that and he made himself busy as he kissed at trail from my neck to my chest. “As long as you know how I feel.” I said, he looked up at me and stared into my eyes. “I know how you feel, and I know what you want from me. I do feel strongly for you… but I won’t force you to be with me if you don’t want to.” He said reluctantly. I nodded, I know you can hear my thoughts, I know you understand… I just… I love him, he’s my fiancé. I’m sorry Leo… I just don’t love you that way. But let me tell you physically, I’ve never had anyone better. I thought with a sly smile on my face. He smiled back and kissed my lips. “Thank you” he said in a sly seductive tone. “Stop kissing my woman.” I herd a familiar voice call. I felt my stomach churn and it wasn’t because I was hungry. I knew that voice. “Fuck off Matthew!” I yelled in his direction before turning my attention back to Leo’s awaiting lips. I kissed him passionately and he returned the kiss in the same mood and with just as much force. We were both pissed off and kind of horny at this moment. I felt Leo’s body yanked away from mine and herd him slam into the wall. I sighed and turned my attention back to the pancakes. Leo was ok, he was a vampire after all, and Matthew was just pissed off I wasn’t fucking his brains out for seven hours straight last night. God Leo was a good lover, he never stopped pleasing me and never expected me to do anything extra for him, and although I made sure I frequently did so he didn’t seem displeased by the fact. You can’t get something for nothing and vice versa. He would give me an orgasm and I would give him one… Or ten. But who was counting anyway… I was. I her Leo chuckle. I forgot he was listening to my thoughts. “Sorry” he whispered. I smiled but kept my eyes on my food. I could hear Matthew and Leo screaming at one another, but I didn’t care enough to pay attention. I knew exactly what it was about. But I wouldn’t be either ones love slave. Fuck Leo and fuck Matthew, all I wanted right now was blue. I wanted to have him hold me in his arms or take me out riding somewhere I could be with hundreds of people and still feel like me and blue were the only two people in the room. I loved those moments. © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys I finished my pancakes and pushed away the plate. I knew I was in my underwear and I had no chance of finding my clothes again. Oh well, if some old guy wants to act perverted as I walked down the street in my Victoria secret underwear then so be it. I got to my feet and tried to find the grand entrance I had originally assumed was the front door. I yanked it open and walked outside, Leo and Matthew would realize eventually and probably come kidnap me again. But I wanted to see blue. I wanted to have him hold me and crush me against him warm inviting muscular chest. He was strong and muscular, and exceedingly tall. Well, not as tall as Leo but still of exceptional height. Was there anything Leo didn’t perfect? Stupid, vampire asshole. I found the front door and yanked it open happily. The sunlight felt good against my skin the rays were wonderfully warm and inviting, just like my baby blue. I walked out into the wide car park and looked at the building I had just come from. It was an old church, how ironic. For such an evil creature to be living in a holy place constructed for the good and the richest... I walked down the street, I knew where I was. Actually I wasn’t to far away from my house. I continued to walk down the street towards my home, and as I had guessed just about everyone on the street would turn and stare at me. Damn perverted assholes. I continued to walk and heard a welcomed sound. It was a motor bike, but it wasn’t Matthews. I turned in it direction. But it wasn’t blue; it was at least someone I could trust. “Raph! Over here!” I screamed. I saw his eyes pop before he pulled over next to me. I don’t think anyone of the guys had seen me in my underwear before and I was glad. I wasn’t like crystal ad jasmine. I use to be… but not lately. I’ve been behaving myself since I’ve become engaged to blue. Last year I went on a total man binge. I screwed everyone and everything in sight. I don’t think I ever understood it myself, but it all changed when Matthew beat the crap out of me. I was wondering the streets, in my underwear. Much like I was now. I had a black eye and cuts all around my body. Blue and his gang stopped to help me, but by the time blue had me in his arms I was passed out. He took me back to there hang out and gave me most of the blankets. Blue didn’t leave my side for a minute. I was eternally grateful to him after that, I even skipped two weeks of school so I could ride around with them. Blue said they were just passing through, but he wanted me to come with them. I couldn’t do it, my mother made me promise her I would finish school. She wanted me to get an education, something she was deprived of. So I had to stay. A few days later I watched as blue and his gang took © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys off down the highway. I was so depressed for months. I didn’t talk to anyone… I was hollow. But two months after he had left, he was back on my doorstep asking me to marry him. I agreed. I loved him so much, he and his gang decided to stay until I had finished high school. I told him he could choose where I go to college and university. I didn’t want them to be doomed to stay in this small town. He was going to take me up to Phoenix or New York. He thought I’d like it there. And to tell you the truth, I agreed with him. Raph jumped off his bike and took of his jacket. “What the hell are you doing out here? And why the hell are you in your underwear?” he asked, he was angry. Probably just another fight with his misses. “Kidnapped, same guy as… you remember.” I said. He nodded and started thinking about something. “We shouldn’t tell Blue this, he’d be angry. He’s scared shitless you know? We came around the other night, and you were gone. Your front door was wide open and there was blood on the wall. He was scared shitless someone hurt you. He’s been making us run patrols up and down these streets ever since.” He said angrily. It was then that I noticed the large purple circles under his eyes. “When was the last time you slept?” I asked. He smiled crookedly. “The same night we found you missing. So like… two days ago.” He said. I frowned and gave him a quick hug. “He’s going to get you all killed. Stupid idiots, you need your sleep. I can take care of myself. At least he didn’t rape me this time.” I said. Raph chuckled. “Yeah, I don’t think blue would have been able to handle that. Come on I’ll take you back to your house and you can get dressed. You mightn’t need to sleep but I do. And the sooner I get back to your house the sooner we can call everyone and tell them to stop looking.” He said. I nodded and pulled away. He straddled the motor cycle and I quickly followed. I flung my arms around his waist and held on tight. I was use to being on a motor cycle, but I had never been on one with Raph before. He had always seemed to be more cautious than most, but still. He was sleep deprived and the road must be starting to look boring to him. I held on tight as he accelerated down the road, I had always felt good on the back of a bike, I liked having the wind brushing through my hair. I watched as the surrounding houses continued to change. it was calming and peaceful on the back of a motor bike. © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys Before I knew it we were back at my house. It didn’t surprise me considering we were only 6 or 7 blocks away. He parked just behind my lime green buggy and cut the engine. I climbed off and walked towards my house. As Raph had promised the front door was wide open. I walked inside and shivered as I examined the very wall Matthew had held me up against. The blood that had hit the wall, I guessed from when he bite down on my jugular vein. And the small head shaped dent, probably from when he slammed me against it. The wall was only plaster after all. “What did that sick bastard do to you?” Raph asked. I jumped at the unexpected noise, and then calmed my senses. H3e was going to find out soon enough anyway, I might as well show him. I swept my long brown locks from my neck and revealed the bite marks. He jumped back and his eyes popped wide open. He slowly walked towards me and examined it. “That bastard Bite you?” he asked. He seemed both surprised and pissed off. I nodded and let my hair sweep over the injury. It would be my shame and constant reminder of the man I love to hate. I looked down at the floor. “I knew they existed, everyone does. Everyone knows ever since those stupid church raids twenty years ago. But I never imagined that’s what he was. I never thought he was one of them… a vampire.” I whispered. I felt a single tear slid down my face. This tear wasn’t for blue or my own unfortunate luck. It was for Matthew, I felt sorry for him. How horrible it must be, having to be condemned to a life of murder. I had never seen it that way until now. Raph pulled me into his tight embrace and smoothed my hair. “Your safe now, we’ll never let him hurt you again.” He said. I nodded and pulled away. I smiled up at him and kissed his cheek. “Thank you Raph, I better go get changed now.” I said. He nodded and let me go. I walked back into my bedroom and dressed in the first things I saw. Low cut V top, khaki blue jeans. I grabbed the necklace blue had given me for our six month anniversary and asked Raph to help me put it on. He happily obliged. It was a small god love heart pendant. “Let my love be always with you.” He had gotten it inscribed professionally and everything. I loved him more than my own life. He was my love. Part 6

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Bad Boys “You better give him a call, he’s going to be pissed enough as it is. At least he’ll be better behaved if you call. I tell you now he’d probably rip my head off, protective asshole. ” he muttered I laughed and walked into the dining room to retrieve my phone. I took in a deep breath and called him. “Hello?” he asked in a hopeful voice that both warmed and melted my heart. “Hey baby, its me. Don’t get angry, I’m fine. I’m back at the house, Raph found me and took me back here.” I explained. “Thank god your alright, I’m coming down there right now. Don’t go anywhere!” he commanded. “I wont, I love you blue.” I whispered. “I love you too.” He said back. I smiled and waited to here the phone line go dead… it didn’t. “Are you ok baby?” I asked, even though I was speaking to him over the phone I could tell his smile was gone. He was upset. “It was him, wasn’t it?” He asked. I knew who he meant. “Yeah, but I got away before he could do anything… serious.” I said, trying to comfort him. I was failing. “I’ll be there soon.” He said in a low voice. I knew he was holding back something… but I dint want to aggravate him. “Bye” I whispered into the phone. “Bye.” He whispered back. I hung up and held the phone to my chest. I loved him so much, but I didn’t want to get Matthew killed. Or blue killed, after all Matthew was a vampire. “Is he ok?” Raph asked, he’d never say these kinds of things in front of the guys. But I had noticed when the guys weren’t around one another, they where a lot politer. It was probably because they didn’t need to seem as masculine, or so they think. “I don’t know, but it looks like were going to find out. He’s coming here now. So either you better take off or get read for him to start screaming.” I said, Raph smiled and nodded. “I better stay until he gets here just so he wont go off at me because I didn’t make sure you were safe. Better call everyone else while I’m at it.” He said reluctantly as he pulled out his small black cell phone. I nodded and started up a cup of coffee. We both needed one. When the kettle started to boil I herd a very familiar sound, one I would be able to pick out from hundred of motor bikes… it was blue. I ran to the front door and yanked it open. He was climbing off his motor cycle. I ran towards him and leaped into his arms, knocking him against his bike. I kissed his lips © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys before he had a chance to say anything, part of me hoped Matthew and Leo were watching, part of me was hoping it would calm him down… but another part of me was just happy to see him. I loved blue, and here he was, holding me against his chest as I kissed him passionately. When I finally pulled away I rested my forehead against his as I tried to catch my breath. “I missed you too.” He said sarcastically, I giggled. “I love you blue.” I whispered. He looked up at me and kissed my lips again, lightly this time. “I love you too.” He whispered back. He let me slid down to my feet but he didn’t release me from his grasp. I wrapped my arms around his neck and his circled around my waist. “What the hell did he do to you?” he asked as he pulled away my hair from my neck. He had spotted the permanent shame on my neck. He gasped and his face became a mask of anger and repulse. “He’s… he’s a vampire.” I whispered before I pulled my hair back over my shoulder. “But.. You’re still warm.” He said as he slowly retracted his arms. Did he honestly think Matthew would turn me? Well, maybe he would. But I definitely wasn’t a vampire. “I’m still human Blue, he didn’t change me. I got away before anything like that could happen.” I said in a calm reassuring tone. He scrutinized my expression trying to find some hint that I was lying. But then we had the exact same thought, at the exact same time. Anyone else watching would have easily seen it. “So he didn’t do anything to you? He didn’t… physically… ” blue continued to find the right word. I shook my head and kissed his lips lightly. “He didn’t get a chance.” I said, there was no need to tell him about what I did with Leo. I would hopefully never see Leo again anyway. All I could do was hope blue wasn’t going to be critical and poke wholes in my theory. “Good, I don’t understand why you wont let me kill him my love. He deserves worse than that now, first time was a mistake. I can understand that… to a degree. But no, not now, not a second time.” He said as his eyes flared from relief to anger. “I don’t want someone to die because if me blue, I know death and murder don’t matter to you the way it does to me. But I can’t let you do that to someone I use to care about. I love you blue, please don’t hurt

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Bad Boys him.” I pleaded with him. He bit down hard on his lip before exhaling audibly. “I don’t see why that matters to you. He’s already dead for Christ sakes, all I’d be doing s sending his straight back down to hell where he belongs!” blue exclaimed. “Please blue, for me.” I said, he glowered then exhaled yet again. He hated when he didn’t get his way, but he wouldn’t do anything to disappoint me or hurt me. I suppose I was hitting below the belt, but I didn’t care. “Fine.” He said in an angry tone, he was going to be pissed off for the next week at least. I might as well attempt to easy his temper. I stretched up on my tippy-toes and kissed his lips again. His sweet tempting, juicy lips. God damn did I love blue! He was my everything. my sun and moon, the air that I breathed. He was everything and the only thing I would ever need. He soon warmed up and kissed me back just as passionately, his tongue entered my mouth. He hadn’t stopped and waited for my permission the way Leo had, but I liked it better this way. I liked when blue got rough and demanding. What could I say; I have a thing for bad boys. We must have stood there for a very long time, because soon enough I felt the sun hide behind the tall foliage from behind my house, that usually meant it was mid day. When his lips finally released mine and let me gasp wildly for air as I tried to calm my senses, I smiled and kissed his cheek. “Thank you Blue, I love you” I whispered. He smiled and kissed my lips softly. “I love you more.” he whispered. I held my mouth open to argue that matter but before I had the chance his mouth was enclosed on my once more, at first it took my by surprise but after a while I warmed up to his urgent wild kiss. I needed him now more than ever, he loved me and I loved him. We were engaged and he wanted a baby… but I didn’t. Damn! Why did this shit always have to be so complicated? I had told him countless times I simply didn’t want to have a child, but the truth was… even if I wanted one I couldn’t have one. I was infertile. But I didn’t want blue to know that. I could never give him what he truly wanted from me. He wanted a family and a child. We had had sex unprotected a number of times and I knew blue was hoping I’d fall pregnant. But I never did, there was a point in time where I though he was catching on, so I started leaving out ‘the pill’ so he would stop hassling me about having his baby. I wanted him… but I didn’t want a child, and for me being infertile just meant I could have © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys better sex and not worry about falling pregnant the next day. All I had to worry about were STD’s but as far as blue and I were aware neither one of us had any family history of such diseases and neither did we. I knew I would have to tell him the truth one day. But I didn’t want to, I would cross that bridge if and when it came. But not before. I couldn’t tell him yet, he would hate me. Or maybe worse, call off the wedding. No one wants a cow that cant make milk now do they? I don’t think I could ever take that risk, no matter how much I trusted blue’s loyalty. He wanted me the way he thought I was likes a china plate, perfectly preserved… not broken or missing a few pieces. When he finally pulled away I examined his perfect features. His tanned golden skin jet black hair, perfect juicy pink lips shone in the sunlight. His well defined side burns and 5 o’clock shadow. He’d neglected to shave today. He was probably out looking for me, asking around town. Most of the town were afraid of the bikers, but not me. They all seemed scary from far away, but close up they were some wonderful people. then a very important thought crossed my mind. “Umm… Blue, you have to promise me one more thing.” I said, he scrutenised my face for a moment before comenting. “It depends on what you want me to promise you.” He said, well at least he was being honest. “Don’t kill raph, he’s the one that found me. Well found me walking down the street in my underwear that is, but he was a perfect gentlemen. So please, don’t kill him for helping me.” I asked, he boomed out into a loud roar of laugher. I didn’t think that was funny. “What?” I finaly asked. he struggled to control his laughter, but eventually it subsided. “I’m not going to kill him. I’m grateful he helped you, I’m just a little egy he got to see your underwear today before I did” he said as his voice changed from playful to seductive. I smiled deviously and pulled my body closer to his. “Does that mean you want to see my underwear now then?” I asked as I cocked my head to the side. He smiled down and raised his eye brows. “As long as you’re offering, but not right now. For one thing I’d prefer not to screw you in the middle of the street on my motor bike and secondly, Raph is still here.” He said reluctantly. I sighed and nodded. “Well, lets go inside then and kick him out.” I said, he smiled and kissed my lips seductively.

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Bad Boys “Let’s” he replied. I smiled and a small giggle escaped my lips. I took his hand and pulled him towards the house, I couldn’t help but at like a little child some times. After all I was only 18. When we got into the house I stopped giggling, Raph was on the phone. I smiled apologetically and pulled blue down onto the sofa with me. He sprawled out along the couch and left little room for me. I sat on his lap and lay don across his chest at a 135 degree angel. It was surprisingly comfortable. He kissed my lips and waited patiently for Raph to finish his phone call. “Yeah… u-huh… no, she’s right here… no… yeah he’s here too… ok… exactly… sure thing… tell the others… yeah man… Victoria secret… yeah… surprise me ok? ...yeah…bye…” he said before closing his phone. “Who the hell was that and why did you tell them about my underwear?” I asked in an irate tone of voice. Raph laughed and smiled down at me. “I was talking to crystal, she wanted your advice on brands, but I told her you were… preoccupied, so I told her what brand you were wearing at the time. Didn’t I get it right?” he asked. I glowered and crossed my arms. “No, there Victoria secret, just don’t spread that around. My dirty lingerie is my business… literally.” I said, he smiled and chuckled slightly. “I wont, don’t worry. I’ll see you two latter, crystal wants my help deciding. She and jasmine were supposed to be looking around the mall, but now there shopping. What can I say, my girl likes to burn money as fast as she gets it.” He said, I laughed and nodded. “See you later Raph” I said, he smiled and headed out the door. I waited till I herd his motor bike roar to life and speed away before I moved. I crawled off blue and stood in front of him. “Do I still get to inspect your dirty lingerie?” he asked. I smiled and giggled slightly. “If you won’t, are you going to help me?” I asked playfully. He got to his feet and followed me into my bedroom. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Part 7 Blue left me alone to get changed, it was getting late and everyone would be wondering where we were. I pulled on the warmest things I could find. I eventually found a pair of thick sweats and white spaghetti string shirt. I © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys grabbed a light blue sweater that cut across my shoulders and hung just above my chest. I made sure blue’s necklace was on straight, I grabbed my black high heels and headed out into the lounge room to find blue. I had always loved the color blue, it was kind of ironic I was dating a guy with the same name… well, the same nickname. I played with the small chain around my neck, it was beautiful. I loved him so much and yet I had nothing to reciprocate with. “Blue? Where are you?” I asked, I suddenly felt like and idiot. I hated when someone would mutter a few sentences and they’d all rhyme. I’m not sure why exactly, probably because I found it annoyingly childish. I walked through my house checking every room for any sign of my lover. I eventually came to my front door. It was wide open. And on it there was a note… I had no need to read it, I knew who it was from, and I definitely knew what it was about. Fucking vampires…

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Bad Boys safe, he would forget about me eventually and find someone worth while. I bit down on my tongue and jumped off the bike. I was ready to face my fate. “So you came after all.” I herd a familiar hoarsened voice call. It was Matthew; I could only restrain my self to go silent. I couldn’t control my violent thoughts, I wanted so badly to knock him on his ass and run off with blue. But he was a vampire, and I was a human. “Yes, I’m here. Now let Blue go… I’ll stay. But don’t hurt him!” I border line screamed the last part. He smiled deviously, breaking me would be nothing but fun for him. “As you wish.” He clicked his fingers and in a puff of black smoke, there he was. My lover, straddling his bike, I ran over to him and rapped my arms around him. “I’m so sorry… you can’t come back. You have to get as far away from here as you can… please, for me.” I whispered in his ear, I felt the cold wet liquid running down my face touch his cheek. He held me closer for a moment. “I’ll be back, I love you…” he whispered, I couldn’t help but let a small sob escape my lips. “I love you too, go…” I whispered before pulling away. I looked into his eyes and saw something I had never seen from blue. Tears… he was crying. I mouthed the words once again “I love you…” he nodded and kicked his bike to life. I watched as he disappeared into the cold dead obis of night. I partly wished he’d turn around and come back and get me, but another part… my more reasonable part just hoped he’d get out of town alive. This was to be my life… I was to be prisoner to the man I partly loved and the man who knew how to please a woman. I could have done worse. At least these men could be gentle… well; at least Leo could be gentle. With Matthew I would have to obey him, do as he wished. That was all. I would be a hollow shell, no life and no spirit. I would be as he wanted I would be his sex slave, but that was all. I would hold no affection to him after this. How could you hold affection for a rapist? I knew I could never do it … not again. I though I was done with violent rapists. I thought I would never have to put up with anything like that again. I had already put up with that from my father, but after my mother died three years ago. He stopped, I moved out and he married a new woman… the worse thing was she was only two years older than me. I walked towards Matthew, I knew my fate. © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys I would not enjoy it, not one bit. And I knew, deep down that would disturb him. I knew he didn’t only want me to obey him; he wanted me to love him. But how could I love someone that didn’t treat me the way I needed to be treated. Not the way I wanted to be treated, but the way I needed to be treated. I stopped and leaned against the wall opposite him, I stared into his eyes. I knew how I felt and I knew how I looked. I knew I must have looked strong, or hollow even. But on the inside, I was kicking and screaming agonizing pleas. I wanted to leave. I wanted him to love me enough, or not at all… just so I could leave and not have to worry about him coming after me. I wanted to feel safe in blue’s arms. I wanted to run back to him and fuck his brains out… but I knew I could never do anything like that again. I felt a single tear trickle down my cheek, but I made no advance to wipe it away. He knew how I felt, and he knew how much I despised him for this. When he started to come near me I held up one hand. He stopped in his tracks. “Don’t you ever fucking touch me again…” I said as I let the true sadness I was feeling leek into my voice. He said nothing. I walked into the semi familiar church and strait into Leo’s room, it didn’t mother me that he was sitting in the corner reading at the time. I crawled into his bed and rugged up in the sheets. I felt betrayed and lonely, but I didn’t want him to know that, ‘If you know what’s good for you you’ll stop reading my mind, right now!’ I yelled in my mind. I herd him chuckle, I hoped he got the message. I heard him close the book, and I knew he was aware of what I was aware of. Damn that pissed me off. I heard the squeak of the chair as he pushed himself off it. ‘I’m letting you know now, I’m not in the mood for anything x rated tonight. Not with any vampires keeping me prisoner at least.’ I said in my mind. It didn’t stop his advances I felt the bed dip and he slid into the sheets behind me. He curled up in the sheets and held me against his chest as his arms wrapped around my waist. He kissed my cheek but made no further advances. ‘What the hell are you doing?’ I asked mentally. He kissed my cheek once again. “I told you once, I had feelings for you. I’m not going to take advantage of you… I love you” he whispered. That was a beautiful sentiment… but did I love Leo? Could I ever grow to love him? Would I even be aloud to have the chance to love him? I knew © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys the answer to all three of these. It’s possible… but not probable. I could love Leo, with time, and it was possible to try. But it wasn’t likely I could forget about blue, nor was it probably Matthew would give me the chance to be happy… not with Leo at least. “I understand… but you have to remember, my house, my rules.” He said. ‘Then why can’t I go home, you can order him to leave me alone, and never follow me again cant you? So why wont you? I can’t be happy here… and you know it. I love him… I love him so much, and now… I’ll never see him again.’ I asked as I tightened every muscle in my body. I felt silent tears running down my face. I hated crying, it was so weak. He kissed my cheek once again. “Give me a week… just one week to prove to you, you could love me. If you tried…” he said, it was true. But did I want to take that chance? Did I honestly have a choice? “Nope” he whispered in my ear. ‘Well that settles it then.’ I mimed sarcastically in my head; he chuckled and started kissing a trail from my cheek to my neck. I’d have to admit, there was a few perks to staying with Leo for a weak… he was an exceptional lover. “Thank you…” he whispered against my skin, I giggled. “Your welcome.” I said aloud. His lips curved into a smile as I turned to face him and his lips continued to travel down my abdomen. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Part 9 Leo and I had been up all night, it was amazing how quickly he was ready for a second round after he had just finished, and he was amazing. He always put my needs ahead of his own, and I knew I was already falling in love with him. Damn my stupid hormones. I jumped into the shower and quickly washed myself off, I could hear Leo cooking in the kitchen already, and damn he was attentive. I wonder if that’s something I’ll eventually get sick of. Probably not, I was use to it now. Blue had been the same, he always put my needs ahead of his own, I loved him for it and I suppose sometimes I did want him to take better care of himself, but I would never change a thing about blue. I wondered if he was out of the city yet… he needed to be. I didn’t want Matthew fining him… I didn’t want blue finding Matthew. I wanted them both to live long happy lives… without me. I wanted to be with blue now more than ever, and I wanted to be able to love Matthew

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Bad Boys without him reminding me of my father. But at the moment I had very little choice. I turned off the water and quickly got changed. I wondered if I should sleep with Matthew, just to see if he could love… but I knew that wasn’t the case. Even if I wanted to I wouldn’t have the chance or the guts to actually go through with it. Knowing my luck he’d bite me again… or worse. I followed the sound of popping fats and oils. He was making me breakfast… again. I walked into the kitchen and smiled over at him. “Morning Leo” I said in a happy high pitched voice. I walked back over into the dining room and waited for him as I had done last time. I couldn’t help but think about blue, I knew it would probably upset Leo, but he had to realize. Blue was my fiancé, it was going to take a lot of work and time to forget him. Sure the sex was better with Leo, and he did seem to care about me a lot… but still. I cared for blue; I loved blue beyond all measurement. And now, he was gone. I would never see my beloved again. Leo walked through the door with a large plate filled with sausages, scrambled eggs and hash browns… wow. It was like a buffet breakfast. Damn. “Wow Leo… wow.” Seemed to be all I could say… He smiled politely and kissed my cheek. “I’m afraid Matthew will need my attention this morning. I’ll be back in a few hours.” He clarified. “He’s taking it pretty hard isn’t he?” I asked. Leo reluctantly nodded. “I’ll go to him this afternoon… I’ll see what I can do to calm him down. I know you don’t like the idea… but I do… love him… in a small way. I hate not knowing how I feel, its driving me crazy!” I yelled as I turned back to the food and shoveled it into my mouth. I didn’t want to talk anymore; if I did it would most likely end badly. I knew it didn’t help that Leo could read my mind. So I concentrated on the food. It was spectacular… the word wow came to mind once again. I didn’t here Leo leave, but he was no where to be seen so I assumed he was gone. When I had finished picking at the last few morsels of food, I felt so huge I was going to explode. If Leo kept feeding me like this, I wasn’t going to be skinny for very long. It took effort to keep off this weight, Leo’s cooking wasn’t helping. I got to my feet and walked back into the large ensued bathroom. I closed the door behind me and fondled around in the cabinet to find some tooth paste. Thank god, there it was. Tooth paste, moth wash and floss. Was Leo © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys like obsessed with teeth or something? I used all three products, and when I was finally finished my mouth smell and tasted like mint. I walked down the hallway and stopped at Matthew’s door. I took in a deep breath and opened the door. He wasn’t there, but I knew he would be soon. I closed the door behind me and stripped down to my bare essentials. Thank god Matthew couldn’t read my mind. I threw my close under his bed before lying back on the comfortable mattress in my underwear and waiting for him. I wasn’t sure if Leo would get them or not, but I sent out multiple mental messages. ‘I’m sorry, it doesn’t mean anything’ ‘I think… I love you…’ ‘Don’t stop me.’ I didn’t know if he would get them, but I kept thinking such things. I didn’t want him to stop this, partially because I didn’t want Matthew and Leo to fight or for it to result negatively on me. But also because… some how… I wanted this. I wanted to know if he could love me, physically and emotionally. If he could stop abusing me like my father had, if he could act like Leo and blue did. I wanted to know if I could love him… I needed to know that more than anything. I knew Leo would be able to hear everything I was thinking and most likely he was paying close attention. Probably waiting for me to start screaming ‘come get me’ or ‘help!’ but I wouldn’t do that… he should have known… I couldn’t do that. I sat up on the bed and lay my legs out in a seductive manner. Matthew would know I was here, he probably wouldn’t know why. But he’d know I was here. I heard the door creek open and saw a dark shadow standing the door way. I smiled over him deviously. The door swung open… Holly Shit! “Blue?” I asked. He walked into the room and stared at me in disgust. He knew… those bastards! How could they. “I came back for you… and I find you sleeping with the assholes?” he questioned as he clenched his hands into tight fists and walked towards me. I pushed myself off the bed and swung my arms around him. He was still stiff, but I knew he wanted to hug me. But he wanted answers. I kissed his cheek. “I’m so sorry, I have no choice.” I whispered. ‘Your going to fucking get it you ass hole!’ I thought in my head. I knew Leo would hear these for sure. ‘I’m going to fucking kill the two of you for this, or maybe I’ll just leave!’ I screamed in my head. I finally felt blue’s arms circle around me. I pressed myself against him harder and kissed his lips.

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Bad Boys “I’m so sorry blue… I’m so sorry…” I said as I let small tears flow down my cheek. He kissed me back with just as much passion. He wrapped my legs around his waist and carried me to the bed, this was what I needed most, and this is what I had longed for. Blue’s touch, blue’s love… no one else, just him. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Part 10 His arms encircled me, I felt loved… and yet I was freezing cold and so was blue. I turned and face my sleeping… WTF! “Wake up!” I yelled as I pushed Matthew out of the bed. He awoke startled and teeth ready to attack. This for some reason didn’t scare me. I was too angry to be scared. “WTF!!! Were is Blue?” I yelled at him. He smiled and moved his body closer to mine. He stared into my eyes and within seconds… I didn’t see Matthew, I saw blue. I was shocked… and silent. The bastard tricked me! I slept with Matthew, not blue. Damn! But it felt so real… it was blue, he did things only blue had ever done to me. How on earth did he know those things? Where was blue? Where was the love of my life? “Blue is probably just past the border by now. I knew you were never going to warm up to me unless I seemed like someone familiar.” He said. I slapped him across the face. “How dare you! How dare you impersonate my lover! If you wanted me to warm up to you maybe you should act more like your brother, at least he doesn’t have to force himself on me!” I yelled. Now that made him angry. But for once he didn’t hit me like I expected. He just sat there staring at me with angry agonized eyes. I had hit him below the belt… and I knew it. He brushed his fingers against my cheek. His fingers were trembling, that was strange. Matthew had always been so cocky and confident. “I love you…” he said as his eyes flickered over my form. Wow, he just admitted he loved me… wow… “I-I love y-you too” I said, my voice was trembling, but I wasn’t nervous. What the hell was going on with me? He smiled and kissed my lips lightly. “Told you so…” he said, I laughed, it was true. He had told me that. He kissed me again, this kiss… was different. It wasn’t violent, and yet it wasn’t romantic. There was a need behind his kiss, a need that was new

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Bad Boys It was like magic, or maybe better. I felt sorry for Leo. He had been the one that comforted me when I needed it, though I knew I had only slept with him twice. I felt like such a whore. When I was redressed I was so tiered I was certain I was going to collapse before I got to the kitchen. But none the less I followed my nose and walked into the kitchen. But as I suspected that was a horrible move. It was Leo cooking for me… not Matthew. I wanted to apologize a million time, to run up and tell him was sorry. But what was I sorry for? Sorry I made love to a man I was in love with instead of him. Damn I hate myself; I shouldn’t be thinking such things around him. I shouldn’t be remembering such things… damn! He turned around and faced me, but his face wasn’t angry as I expected. He was… smiling. He walked towards me and kissed my lips, that was unexpected. “I’m not angry with you. Vampires are hard to resist, especially at this time of year. Last night was the same night Matthew was created; he’s still young so his… hormones I suppose you could call them, still get the better of him. Everything about him will appear more seductive and perfect, it’s not your fault you fell for him.” he said as he held me against his chest and lay kisses around my head. What? Was that true? Was the only reason I was attracted to Matthew last night because his hormones were stronger? Did that explain his behavior all those years ago? What the fuck was going on? I’m so confused! “Don’t worry love, Matthew will be gone for the rest of the day, and I will leave tomorrow night.” He said, I knew exactly why they were leaving… but I didn’t want to think about it. What if they came across one of my friends… what about if they came across? No, no I couldn’t let myself think of that. It wouldn’t happen. It couldn’t happen. “When’s your… anniversary?” I asked. I needed something to take the thought of Matthew coming across… I couldn’t even bring myself to think his name. “About two months I think.” He said. I nodded into his chest. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself. “Now, unless you want you dinner to burn I suggest you go wait in the dining room” he said, I nodded and left his arms. I tried not to think about any of this, all I wanted to do was crawl into a corner and cry myself to sleep. But I couldn’t do that, I let my mind wander. How did I come to this? How did I start off from being an abused little girl, to an absolute whore sharing herself between three people multiple times over the past week? I started mapping out the different turns in my life. © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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rap victim neglected child emo phase prostitute blue’s girl Matthew’s bitch Leo’s whore…

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Bad Boys I opened Matthew’s door and flopped down onto his bed. I exhaled loudly and slowly drifted off to sleep. Leo would most likely be upset I didn’t come to him tonight, and probably more upset I chose to sleep in Matthew’s bed. But what could I say? I’m sorry I just want to sleep tonight, please don’t fuck me? I pulled the blanket over my head and within a few minutes I was fast asleep. When I awoke I saw something I was very happy to see. Absolutely nothing. No vampires trying to seduce me in sight. I was alone, or so I thought. I rolled over and landed on something solid and freezing cold, god damn it! I wasn’t alone. I looked down at the vampire below me and realized he was still sleeping. I just landed on top of him for Christ sake! How could he still be asleep? I rolled back over to my side and tried to get back to sleep. I was failing. It wasn’t long before I felt a pair of freezing arms wrap around my waist and a pair of blood soaked lips caress my skin. The very thought sickened me. I could feel his frozen tongue lick the blood from my skin; he probably thought this was erotic. How naive of him to think vampirisms would turn me on. I pushed him off me and hoped that would give him a hint. I think I did to good of a job. “Don’t you love ma anymore?” he asked sarcastically… did I love him? I knew I loved what he could do with his body; there was no doubt about that. And I loved that it was effortless with him. But still, did I love him enough to turn away from everyone else? Did I love him enough to give up any chance and hope of ever seeing blue again? I knew the answer… I did love him, I loved him a lot more than I ever expected to. But I couldn’t give up the memory of blue. He was the only thing I had to cling onto a normal human life. “I love you… but I don’t want to love you. And by the way the whole blood thing is making me sick, no offense.” I added, he chuckled behind me at the end part then sighed heavily. My little joke wasn’t enough to make him forget what I had just said. I didn’t want to love a vampire, not him nor his brother. But it seemed like I had little choice now. “I’m sorry I am what I am… I never asked to be this; a creature of the night sent straight from the pits of hell. At first I didn’t want you to know what I was, I thought you’d run away from me. And then when I couldn’t resist you anymore I asked you out, but then the second I got to the point… you threw your drink at me and ran out of the cinema. I always wanted to tell © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys you I was sorry for that, but I didn’t want you to get sucked into my life. I didn’t want you to know I was such a monster and I didn’t want you to think I was weak. It was easy to gain leadership in such a small school, having super strength and agility didn’t hurt either. Its surprising the amount of stuff Hollywood gets wrong. I beefed up and gained as much muscle as I could, I’ll admit it was mostly for you… no matter how pathetic that is, I wanted you to be as attracted to me as I was to you. I know that was stupid now… but. I don’t even know anymore. When I started tuning you… you turned me down. That’s why I kidnapped you the first time. I wanted you, but you were so arrogant, I thought you were repulsed by me. I didn’t mean to loose my temper, it just happens sometime. And then when I saw you running into that bikers arms… I couldn’t stop myself. I’m sorry I’ve done all this to you… I’m truly sorry. ” he said. I bit down hard on my lip. I loved him… and everything he was saying made perfect sense. I turned around and kissed his blood soaked mouth. It wasn’t as bad as I had thought, actually he was right, and it was kind of erotic. I knew he was where my life was from now on. For better or for worse, he was my life now. ‘I hope you can here this, I have to believe you can. Goodbye blue, I’m sorry. I loved you…’ I said in my mind. It was my final plea for forgiveness. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Part 12 Today was much the same as yesterday, it seemed Leo was wrong. It wasn’t just because Matthew was another year older; he seemed to have just as much stamina as yesterday. By the end of the day it was hard to walk in a straight line without pain shooting from somewhere in my lower section. Matthew had made me eat regularly; he claimed it was for his benefit as much as mine. He didn’t want me to gain hunger pains as well, he wasn’t finished with me yet. He wasn’t as good at cooking as Leo. but I suppose I’ve never met anyone able to cook as well as Leo had. Not even Raph. I was missing them all so much. Crystal and jasmine, Raph and old ice eyes… but I was missing blue most of all. I wanted his arms around me, not that I wasn’t enjoying Matthews’s mindless sex, I just wanted the connection me and blue had. Our chemistry wasn’t physical like me and Matthew’s was. Blue and I were life partners. We were supposed to be together in the long run. Our connection could be felt by everyone else in the room. Raph use to say it © 2009 Hannah Sefton

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Bad Boys gave him the creeps. But I didn’t care. I loved blue, I would die for him… and he would die for me. I heard a familiar sound, I thought I was dreaming. I ran to the front door, completely ignoring Matthew who was undressing in front of me. I was in my lingerie but I didn’t care. I wasn’t dreaming, there he was, the love of my life. My eyes grew heavy and red as the tears swelled from my eyes. I ran into his arms and leapt from the ground. “Daniel!” I screamed he held on to me with just as much force. “I missed you… you should have known I couldn’t live without you.” He said sarcastically, I pulled my head from his neck and kissed his lips savagely. I had missed him so much. I never wanted to let go, but I knew that was inevitable. I felt my body pulled from his and pushed behind Matthew, he stared at blue and snarled. I was scared shitless of him now. “Don’t!” I screamed at Matthew. He turned and faced me with the same anger. I gasped and backed away from him. I heard a loud impact as I saw a brief flash of blue’s knuckles collide with Matthews face. Matthews head swung to the other side, but the cracking sound I heard was blue’s knuckles. He screamed out in pain. I ran to his aid, to late. Matthew lunged at blue, but he missed. His teeth sunk into my neck and I felt my life force pulled from my body. And I knew my life was over. But instead of being worried and depressed about that fact I was relieved. No one else would have to de today, and I would never have to make the biggest decision of my life. I didn’t have to choose weather or not I’d stay with Matthew and let blue leave me and find a semi normal life. Or leaving Matthew with his loathing and self pity to run off and have my own fairy tale ending. It seemed no matter what I did I was going to hurt someone. I preferred that someone e me. I didn’t want to hurt the two men I loved the most in this world, ut atleast this way I would only hurt them for a little while. They would both move on and find better lives. I had to believe that. I had to believe there was life after love. I just hoped they both had the courage to continue on without me. As I felt my last few breaths pass through my lips matthews teeth retracted. I saw blue push him ot of the way, matthew went willingly he seemed in shock. “Baby? Baby are you ok? Don’t do this to me baby! Please stay with me!” h pleaded with me. I wanted so very much to saty and love him forever, but the cards were against me today. I place my hand on his cheek. “I love you blue…” I whispered. I felt the warm salty liquid run own hi hand. He was crying, I hated making him upset.

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I walk towards her grave stone, the site of my beloveds resting place. Every year until forever shall I come here? I bent down in front of her grave and let the tears begin to fall. She had died at my hands, I couldn’t stop myself. Her blood was so sweet. It was more delicious than anything I had ever had the pleasure of tasting. But I suppose that’s poetic justice. The only apple in the valley tasted sweeter than all the other fruit, and yet I shall never permit my self to eat of it. Or drink I suppose is more appropriate. Blue and I had become friends over the years, both wallowing in the misery she had left us to face. We had both loved her… we had both had her. Every day we would come here. It had been two years now… and I still can’t let her memory fade. I will never forget the love of my life, and I will never forget what I had done to her. But now she was gone. And it was my entire fault; I would have to live with that reality for the rest of eternity. She was gone, and I was to blame. I killed the woman I loved, the woman we loved. I placed the bouquet of flowers on her grave stone. And feel to my knee’s… I had never uttered her name since that day, and I never will. Baby O’Connell 2010-2028.

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