AHEEEM, BEFORE READING, REMEMBER THAT I NEED YOUR ENCOURAGEMENT TO CONTINUE THE SHIT LOL. I'll wait for your reviews and advices :)
The night has come. The haunting season was close. The bartenders are increasing their speed, causing the glasses to appear and disappear every minute. Sipping, licking, sucking, the glasses come and go. The same process keeps going till the haunting season came even closer. Every single hand was up, releasing the scent of their armpits. Everybody jumps in the air like they wanna catch the infernal rhythm, that's already damaging the big expensive speakers. No one speaks anymore. The hunters are ready to attack. The big bellies drunktards and the steroids filled males do their way to their drunk female deers, blowing on their ears and necks, the alcoholic breath masked with some cheap gum packs for children. It's 2am. The haunting has started. The place gets filled with way too short skirts, strong meat and the malcontent breasts.
The face with the headphones pushes up the volume finding it's way out of that place filled with shamelessness. A sigh came out of his mouth. He keeps going, without looking back. The rain started to wet the streets. The raindrops fell on the man's face, mixing with the painful tears that he didn't even notice he had on his face. The streets were quiet, only the sound of the raindrops could be heard... And... A meow? A small white creature stopped right in front of him, with fear in it's eyes at the sight of the tall red headed man.
"Hello there, kitty.. Are you lost?"
The man sat down, looking at the furry creature like it could be the listener of the story of his life.
..."Could you bring me something to fuck?"
The tall man got up, continuing his way to his house through the dark, sinister streets, wondering why nobody is kissing in the clubs anymore? As he walked, he heard the glass of a window breaking, some screams from that house taking away the silence of the street.
"Family fights, uh?"
......."What a drag"
~Meanwhile in the house~
"M..ma..mama, please! Stop!"
A tearful scream came out from the girl's mouth. It was worthless. It didn't change anything.
"IT HAPPENED BECAUSE OF YOU! LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID! YOU ARE THE REASON OF OUR BROKEN FAMILY!"
"Ma..ma.. Please... I-I-..I never wished your sadness, I want papa and you here together! P-please ma...MAMA! AAAAWH!!..."
But it was too late. She was interrupted by the tape that her mom attached roughly on her mouth, continuing to harm her own fists and palms by constantly beating her daughter.
The streets were quiet, again. Now only the raindrops and the screams of that big house could be heard.
~How could somebody remake their life? Can the rotten scars, the old fears and regrets be erased? How can somebody love again, when it is self-consumed, like a used, outworn piece of cloth, that can't be worn again? Could there be a last train left, waiting to be taken, on a road to happiness and hopes?
HANAKO HERE, LOLOLOLOLOL
No that's not my real name lololol
So like I said in the description, this WILL be based on Mystic Messenger, the RFA staff will be here, also the messenger app, the whole plot of RFA and the characters will remain EXACTLY the same, well... BESIDES SEVEN, who's story will be only a little bit different than in Mystic Messenger.
This is basically a romance novel of Seven (aka Luciel, aka Saeyoung the hacker god) and a made up character. It's about depression healing and finding someone to fuck with :x (JK lololol). I wanna play with your feels a little bit huehuehue
I'll wait to see what do you guys think, If I should continue this bigass shit that I'm planning to do
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The Last Train || 707Fanfiction
"...How could somebody remake their life? Can the rotten scars, the old fears and regrets be erased? How can somebody love again, when it is self-consumed, like a used, outworn piece of cloth, that can't be worn again? Could there be a last train le...