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"Rock bottom is the first time you let a stranger touch you for money and go home and throw up because you hate yourself so much you can't stand your own skin." The rawness of it cuts through my crying. I look at him through blurred vision. He's not looking at me. He's staring straight ahead, jaw tight. "So no," he continues. "This isn't rock bottom. This is you making a choice. Maybe not a good choice. Maybe not the choice you'll be proud of tomorrow. But it's a choice. You're here because you're trying to feel something other than invisible. That's not pathetic. That's human."

Feel betrayed already? Either man or woman, your lover might let you down one day The bass in Velvet Room pulsed like a heartbeat made of neon and regret. Bodies moved against each other under violet light, drinks poured over glittering rims and the hum of scandal traveled faster than any song played by the DJ.

But soon, Kylie's warm, soft body pressed against his firm chest. Jonathan's body tensed, a fire igniting within him. His cold, stern expression softened with concern as he turned to look at her. Unable to resist, he reached out and gently caressed her face. The drug was at its peak, and Kylie's remaining rationality was slipping away. Her voice was hoarse as she pleaded, "Please... help me..." Jonathan's eyes darkened, and his defenses crumbled. In a low, controlled voice, he said, "It has to be me. I won't let anyone else touch you."

I need you. ***** Loving and fighting Accusing, denying I can't imagine a world with you gone The joy and the chaos, the demons we're made of I'd be so lost if you left me alone You locked yourself in the bathroom Lying on the floor when I break through I pull you in to feel your heartbeat Can you hear me screaming "Please don't leave me" Hold on, I still want you Come back, I still need you Let me take your hand, I'll make it right

He ordered me, ignoring the state I was in. "Are you an idiot?" I spat back, taking a step toward him, "I'm human!", I poked a finger in his muscled chest, "I can't smell you approaching me!" I pocked him again, "I can't sense you approaching me!" I pocked him again. "And I can die from a heart attack!", another pock, "So, next time you want to ask something don't sneak on me like some creep or wait in front of the bathroom like a pervert!"

dear fate, is that how you treat my fragile heart? All Hearts !!

He slammed his hips down with a raw, primitive force that made the heavy sofa slide an inch against the hardwood floor. "Oh God... harder... please... ah!" she sobbed out, her head rolling side to side against the cushions, her hands flying into his dark hair, pulling him down to her mouth just to find something to cling to. Every deep, unyielding stroke hit her deepest point with zero mercy, completely scrambling her thoughts and shattering her remaining defenses. "Har... der... Dominic... fuck... fuck me harder..."

"Do you need something?" His eyes filled with obvious sorrow, his voice trembling slightly. "Could we... maybe talk for a bit? I know I made a lot of mistakes in the past. But I'd like to talk with you, even if it's just this one last time." Seeing his defeated appearance, I felt no stir of emotion inside. The memories that had once kept me awake at night, that had once broken my heart, now felt distant and unfamiliar. After a brief hesitation, I gave a small nod and led him toward a secluded corner.

He really was speaking from the bottom of his heart… Why? Why did he have to wait until that moment? It was too late for that! My heart was already broken. Even if we managed to fix it, there would still be a hideous scar on it. My tears rolled down like rain, and the pain I had was mixed with hatred. I pushed him away like a lunatic, telling him to get lost. However, his body weakly fell to the ground, and I was stunned by what had happened so suddenly. I reached out my foot to kick him a little. "Stop playing dead. Yoel? Yoel!"

I told him. "Yeah sure. Only you could calm him down right now, a trip to the red room didn't" The red room being the torture room, I would never even go there if given a million dollar, Damien is really heartless! torturing rogues in the cruelest way you could imagine. "Fine. Just manage to hold him down okay" I begged. "Me? No way. I love my life but I think Daniel doesn't" "Daniel has a mate. So you do it, who knows your mate might find you soon, as soon as you stop being a dick" I rolled my eyes then hang up, coming face to face to the shell shock guy standing in front of me.