Acts of Grace
Acts of Grace
ASHLEY
His car isn't here.His f*cking car. Isn't. Here.I scan the text message one more time. Maybe, just maybe, I read it wrong. That's possible, right? This could all be...Nope. Sure as f*ck, the text reads loud and clear.
SORRY BABE. I'm not feeling too good. I'm going to call it early and crash. Hope it's just a 24hr bug. -xoxo
My chest tightens as I look at his open garage, devoid of his silver BMW. The only thing I see is his little brother's Harley.My hands shake and my throat goes dry as I grab my bag and the chicken noodle soup I'd picked up on the way here.Maybe there's a logical explanation for everything. Maybe his brother took his car out. The very car he lets no one drive...Placing one foot in front of the other, I slowly make my way to the front door as my head plays a volley of excuses on loop.Unable to put off the inevitable, I lift my hand and knock, praying against all odds that my gut instinct is wrong.One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three-
TITUS
Every monster has its weakness, and Ashley Hawthorne is mine.The little temptress reeled me in, hooking her delicious claws into me and made me forget.She's my best friend's sister-Always forbidden, never to be touched.I should be seeking atonement.I should be finding redemption.But all I can think of is that she's my one saving grace, and now that I've had her, I'm not letting go.
His car isn't here.His f*cking car. Isn't. Here.I scan the text message one more time. Maybe, just maybe, I read it wrong. That's possible, right? This could all be...Nope. Sure as f*ck, the text reads loud and clear.
SORRY BABE. I'm not feeling too good. I'm going to call it early and crash. Hope it's just a 24hr bug. -xoxo
My chest tightens as I look at his open garage, devoid of his silver BMW. The only thing I see is his little brother's Harley.My hands shake and my throat goes dry as I grab my bag and the chicken noodle soup I'd picked up on the way here.Maybe there's a logical explanation for everything. Maybe his brother took his car out. The very car he lets no one drive...Placing one foot in front of the other, I slowly make my way to the front door as my head plays a volley of excuses on loop.Unable to put off the inevitable, I lift my hand and knock, praying against all odds that my gut instinct is wrong.One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three-
TITUS
Every monster has its weakness, and Ashley Hawthorne is mine.The little temptress reeled me in, hooking her delicious claws into me and made me forget.She's my best friend's sister-Always forbidden, never to be touched.I should be seeking atonement.I should be finding redemption.But all I can think of is that she's my one saving grace, and now that I've had her, I'm not letting go.
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ASHLEY
His car isn't here.His f*cking car. Isn't. Here.I scan the text message one more time. Maybe, just maybe, I read it wrong. That's possible, right? This could all be...Nope. Sure as f*ck, the text reads loud and clear.
SORRY BABE. I'm not feeling too good. I'm going to call it early and crash. Hope it's just a 24hr bug. -xoxo
My chest tightens as I look at his open garage, devoid of his silver BMW. The only thing I see is his little brother's Harley.My hands shake and my throat goes dry as I grab my bag and the chicken noodle soup I'd picked up on the way here.Maybe there's a logical explanation for everything. Maybe his brother took his car out. The very car he lets no one drive...Placing one foot in front of the other, I slowly make my way to the front door as my head plays a volley of excuses on loop.Unable to put off the inevitable, I lift my hand and knock, praying against all odds that my gut instinct is wrong.One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three-
TITUS
Every monster has its weakness, and Ashley Hawthorne is mine.The little temptress reeled me in, hooking her delicious claws into me and made me forget.She's my best friend's sister-Always forbidden, never to be touched.I should be seeking atonement.I should be finding redemption.But all I can think of is that she's my one saving grace, and now that I've had her, I'm not letting go.
His car isn't here.His f*cking car. Isn't. Here.I scan the text message one more time. Maybe, just maybe, I read it wrong. That's possible, right? This could all be...Nope. Sure as f*ck, the text reads loud and clear.
SORRY BABE. I'm not feeling too good. I'm going to call it early and crash. Hope it's just a 24hr bug. -xoxo
My chest tightens as I look at his open garage, devoid of his silver BMW. The only thing I see is his little brother's Harley.My hands shake and my throat goes dry as I grab my bag and the chicken noodle soup I'd picked up on the way here.Maybe there's a logical explanation for everything. Maybe his brother took his car out. The very car he lets no one drive...Placing one foot in front of the other, I slowly make my way to the front door as my head plays a volley of excuses on loop.Unable to put off the inevitable, I lift my hand and knock, praying against all odds that my gut instinct is wrong.One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three-
TITUS
Every monster has its weakness, and Ashley Hawthorne is mine.The little temptress reeled me in, hooking her delicious claws into me and made me forget.She's my best friend's sister-Always forbidden, never to be touched.I should be seeking atonement.I should be finding redemption.But all I can think of is that she's my one saving grace, and now that I've had her, I'm not letting go.
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