"Mad..."
Caleb.
Chaos.
No.
Gina with her stupid recordings.
Gina with her stupid hands pushing Cass down
down
down.
My hands are wrapped around her neck before my eyes are even open.
The eyes are brown.
But not her rusty brown.
His brown.
His pools of steaming hot chocolate that melt my cold away even on the iciest nights. I let go and
c r y.
A/N
They'll get longer; better.
But, right now, everyone's in too much pain to think straight.
-JJ
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Numb
General FictionJust when they think they've hit rock bottom; there's another level of hell to crash through. At first, it was agony. Now they're just numb.
