A Shift - An Interlude
A Stranger. A Sister. A Friend. A Lover.
XSYKOTICA
A Shift.
Along the moments when clothes were thrown on the floor, hands were pinned over head and mouth latched on burning skin, the blinding lights of the car outside was left unnoticed. Ears were too deafened by moans to hear the faint creaking of the door. A bag of goods slipped from numb hands and fell, ice cream cups rolling on the floor.
Nothing will ever be right again.
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❉ A/N: Hi. Long time no see. This is a heads up for the next chapter. It would have some contents regarding , drug usage and foul languages.
You've been warned.
Just saying that I have not discontinued writing this. There's like 4-5 Chapters to go and they're on my drafts but writing this one HELL of a story is draining. The only thing stopping me from writing rn; I do not have to mental energy to do so.
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