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“Ace! Ace!” “Shut up,” Joker said to him viciously. “Shut up, or I’ll saw off his cock first thing, instead of last. You want that?” Right away, Spider’s voice died in his throat. Of all the things that he’d thought these men would do, that hadn’t even crossed his mind, and suddenly all he saw were years and years of nightmares in front of him. Years and years of wondering what the man that he loved had gone through, before finally being given the blessed release of death.

She hated that she had kept them in the dark like this but she knew that it had been for the best. “Hey.” She said softly as she stepped into the room. “Hey?” Joker asked. “That’s all you have to say after all these years? We thought you were fucking dead! We mourned you!” Margo jumped as his voice thundered through the room. She sighed as she set her black backpack on the table. She didn’t know what to say to them. “I’m sorry.” She whispered. “We really don’t have time to discuss it yet…” With those words she opened up her black backpack and took out a camera and a laptop. She inserted the memory card into the laptop and turned it so they could see the pictures that she had taken. She nervo

“Stop being a fucking coward.” Joker’s face hardened. His ice-blue eyes looked even more white and deadly than usual. He placed both hands on my chest, pushing me backward. “You don’t know shit! Shut the fuck up and get out!” He pointed to the door, and the rest of his body looked visibly shaking.

"You have no idea–I was just joking around, but those disgusting guys went crazy asking me for your contact." The old me would have already been crying, asking her how she could do this to me, voice breaking. Not this me. My teeth clenched so hard they hurt. My whole body trembled with anger. I snatched the flyer out of her hand and slapped her across the face. Tara screamed, clutching her cheek in disbelief. "You hit me? I treat you like my best friend, and you can't even take a joke anymore?" Best friend? I let out a cold laugh.

,Dane tensed and hurt flowed around us. "My boy was innocent it wasn't my fault your sister was my mate. I hope you choke on your own blood bitch. You killed your own nephew",Joker laughed. "He cried for you Dane, he was taunting him now, cried Dada the whole time till I ripped his head off",fuck me Howl growls kill him now. "He was innocent Joker and when your dead I'm pissing on your face",Dane said calmly as he watched Joker walk around looking at others.

she continued. "FUCK!" Joker ran a hand down his face and sighed. "He's not wrong. We can take down the Lost Boys but adding the Ravens and all the allies that may back either of them may destroy us." Sunny spoke up. We all sat in deep thought for a while. I looked around and sighed. I loved these people. They were my entire world and I would die for them. I looked at Margo. I knew that she could tell what I was thinking. She nodded slowly and we both looked over to Nat. Nat had a look of fear and heartbreak cross her face before closing her eyes and nodding.

He cocked his head to the side while holding me under his accessing gaze. "You don't know me," I began calmly because I was a calm guy for the most part. Jovial and easy to get along with. But, just like everyone else, even I had a dark side, "so I don't expect you to know this about me but I'm not like your average Joe. I sympathize with you. I'm sorry that this entire situation ended up the way it did. I'm sorry Cleo is in a coma and that Julian's sister, Maddie, died. I'm sorry that Phillip, Julian's brother, had to be turned and I'm so fucking sorry that my mother had to be strapped to a chair in the middle of a bed of wolf's bane," I leaned forward, elbows resting on the table and finge

I was not having a good time. “Why aren’t you smiling?” Jasper whispered as we stood hand in hand in front of the altar. “Sorry, this is just so much shit to remember.” “Jovie, you can’t swear in church!” “If God was gonna strike me down, he would have done it already, believe me.” I said dully. Probably when I fucked Reno a few days ago. “What is this attitude?” He asked. “Tomorrow will be the best day of our lives and you’re acting miserably.”

“All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy. That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day.” Never in my life did I believe there would be a day when a quote from a comic would relate so closely to me. But recently, I started feeling that the bad days in my life are far more than the good. I was so tired of fighting to keep my sanity. To fight to stay afloat of the sea of misery that was pulling me to its depths with every passing day. I didn’t think I had more strength to swim. I gave up.

It wasn't just an ordinary wail, it was a holler filled with a lot of emotions. "I'm so sorry." He cupped my jaw, wiped my tears with his thumb finger. "I don't deserve this! What have I done to you?! Please, tell me this is a joke. Please! Please! Don't make me die!" "I'm so sorry," he repeated the same thing.