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CW: Substance abuse, physical violence, mental health. The 23 year old man climbed onto the boat, his hands soaked in blood. His hair was spiked, his once muscular body was shrunken and frail from the drugs that coursed through his veins. His tattooed arms scratched up from a previous altercation. His blue eyes crazed and desperate. The passengers looked at him, eyes widened with fear. A scream echoed across the empty lake. The woman put her hand to her mouth as she realized the scream came from her. He covered his ears, blood soaked his che...
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The Affair“Shit, what time is it?” I jumped up and grabbed a sheet to cover myself. The guy I took home last night rolled over and tossed his arm over his head. His name was Matt. We met at the bar down the street. I was wasted when we came home last night.“I don’t know.”He propped himself up on one elbow and looked at me.Matthew was sexy. 6ft tall with a tattoo on his chest. He had shaggy blonde hair and washboard abs. He worked in finance or something like that. The details from last night were hazy. I grabbed my bra from my nightstand and...
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