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"What I thought, I did Don't teach me morals babe, I don't even give a shit I own your heart, your soul, your mind I go crazy without you, your love made me blind With you my life is colourful, without you it's black and white Leaving me was a wrong move Rose, so you better come back to your Mr. Right." Xavier's P.O.V. "My beautiful innocent Rose"

A simple walk enjoying this comfortable silence on a cold February night. The End By Kings of Leon Running with the street lights Laughing at the grave He swears he's gonna give it up It's never gonna be enough I just wanna be there When you're all alone Thinking about a better day When you had it in your bones This could be the end This could be the end This could be the end This could be the end I see you in the evening Sitting on your throne You're playing with a fireball And post it up against the wall I just wanna hold you

I'll be with you from dusk till dawn I'll be with you from dusk till dawn Baby, I'm right here I'll hold you when things go wrong I'll be with you from dusk till dawn I'll be with you from dusk till dawn Baby, I'm right here I'll be with you from dusk till dawn Baby, I'm right here His hands caressed my face and I had shivers run down my body. I was feeling the knot in my stomach not resolving. I could feel the entire world disappearing. The fear of everyone’s eyes on us suddenly vanished. It was like… like we two were the only one present. We were shut like a jacket So do your zip We will roll down the rapids To find a wave that fits Can you feel where the wind is Can you feel it through

There's a time that I remember When I did not know no pain When I believed in forever And everything would stay the same Ethan was sitting in the front passenger seat with so much soft leather around him that he could barely hear the 389 horsepower,6-liter engine. Now my heart feel like December When somebody say your name 'Cause I can't reach out to call you But I know I will one day, yeah At eighty miles per hour the engine was only odling. Everybody hurts sometimes Everybody hurts someday, ay ay But everything gon' be alright Go on raise a glass and say, ay Ethan could feel the power of the car, turning left to park at his favorite coffee shop that he could sight from afar. Here's to the

"Oh, what's with the fancy outfit today? Are you going to see your old sugar daddy? Have him give you more money so you can fix that crappy car of yours!" I walked straight past the security booth without turning my head or slowing down. Feeling ignored, Dexter cursed angrily and stormed out of the booth after me. "Stop right there! I'm talking to you!" After taking two steps, he stopped for no clear reason. The sight of my tall figure dressed in black suddenly made him uneasy. …

I play a random song on my playlist and turn the volume up to the max, so in case he decides to say anything else, I won't be able to hear him. The car vibrates under my ass as I rest my head back and close my eyes, refusing to reopen them until I hear us pull into the mansion. The next song starts to play with the singer diving headfirst into the lyrics just as the car comes to a rolling halt. It's a song that talks about what it means to bare yourself to someone, soul and all, just to have them not be there for you when you need them, and if the universe wasn't trying to call me stupid before, it most certainly was now.

I had been with George for so many years, yet it seemed he didn't have even the slightest bit of trust in me. Winona, probably thinking there wasn't enough drama, continued to moan and whine about how much pain she was in. George gritted his teeth, his eyes becoming red with anger. "Marilyn Lithos, get out of my way! If you ever appear before Winnie again, don't blame me for overlooking our past!" Each word was like a cold bullet slamming into me.

To get my attention, she was willing to threaten me with her Luna status. "Prepare to depart for the Howl of the Moon Pack."

I closed my eyes for a second, resisting the urge to slam my head into the steering wheel. Belva and her friends, who I still couldn’t tell apart, like which one was Mikaela, Kyara, or Aurora, were singing Backstreet Boys with full enthusiasm, but each of them in a completely different key. It sounded like four YouTube tabs playing the same song, all half a second out of sync. “I swear, if they keep this up, I’m opening the door and letting myself roll into traffic,” Ronan muttered, glancing at me with a traumatized look.

Giving it freely and in saturated doses. He moved his finger and pressed a button, raising the partition between the front and back seat of the car and turning the rear compartment into a private space. As the music played, he softly commanded her, “Come here, Vi.” She knew exactly what he wanted, so she clenched her teeth hatefully. “Edward Levin, you really are a pig!” she cursed. He ruthlessly pulled her towards him and reclined the back seat, got up, and straddled on top of her. However, he couldn’t help chuckling. “Don’t call yourself that. If I’m a pig, aren’t you a female sow?”