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He hated the color white. It was all he saw, wherever he looked. . . . Thank you for 7K reads ♡

“He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced--or seemed to face--the whole eternal world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey.” - F. Scott Fitzgerald . |This was my first story on here so it's not going to be deleted but because of its horrendousness, I'm discontinuing it. Sorry if you liked it!|

❝ You just met him-❞ ❝ And I love him.❞ [ seokedjin® | copyright© ] A/N: this story is a bit rushed REPUBLISHED: february 1st, 2018 warning: contains swearing | CAUTION: i wrote this in 6th grade rip but people seemed to like it so i guess read it :)

Trapped in the dark for years, Not knowing what the day is, Or the time, Forgetting all the memories you once had, Scary, isnt it? But that was how life was for him. He didn't know when it started but the only source of light he had were from his own body. He glowed dimly but just enough to light up the cavern he was trapped within for years. Decades maybe. He didn't know, he couldn't tell. He couldn't escape for chains held him down. He tried countless of time to break free either only to be captured again before he could escape or fail miserably. The people that he saw weren't people. To him, they were more monstrous than he was. He was frightened of them for they hurt him, forced him to stay and do their bidding. Why and how? He couldn't remember for it had been that long. He couldn't remember the feeling of sun upon his skin or water beneath his feet. He only knew of the cold darkness, sometimes the voice of the people but they were never comforting. One day, he finally broke out.

Seeing the light? Sounds alright. Scales falling from the eyes and all that. A little visit from a revelation. But sometimes the light of a revelation doesn't live up to its advance billing. Sometimes it's not an epiphany at all. The bright burst of an unexpected truth. No, sometimes it's just depressing. Really depressing. And persistent. Especially when the light just keeps flashing on and off. A red light. In a really weird place. "At first I didn't know what to think or do that involved being rational. I did have two distinct, initial emotional reactions, though. First, I was glad I was alone. Second, this seemed a frightening confirmation that I actually had gone mad." This is the story of a man who makes a shocking discovery. He's been afflicted by a very modern disease with no known cure. Until a fortuneteller comes along and changes his mind. Literally. With a large, heavy object . Full of cigarette butts.

Unwanted meaning:- Undesired, unwished. That's what she was in his life, she waited for a decade for his return only to be declared as a forced unwanted woman. He discarded her, rejected her, broke her to her ending limit that she finally accepted that he was no longer the man she gave her heart to. But what will happen when her innocence started playing with his reluctant heart? Even the slightest thought of her hand being placed in another man's burned his insides in jealousy. But why? Wasn't he the one who wanted this fate? A bitter rejection leaded to a slight attraction turning into a vicious obsession. Will she be able to handle his possessive madness when she already gave up on him? Will he stop putting his claim on her when this time it was her who rejected him? The answer was no. His obsession was beyond the limit, control and ethics. Unwanted Her. A heartbreaking tale of an innocent soul. A tale of her unwanted love and his unwanted obsession.

{This is a continuation of "Alone When I'm With You" i recommend that you read them in order.} You walked away from the booth his picture in your hands. In the past you where never sure what you would do if you saw those eyes again. You had wondered if you would just kiss him on the spot. But you just stood there. If he hadn't said anything, you probably would have wasted your chance to say thank you, but what you didn't know is you would say much more than that...

He always stared. He always watched. He always looked. But never said hi.

***complete*** Remus felt like he was a monster because none of the others liked him so he always pretended that he was fine because they wouldn't care if he wasn't okay anyways... -Unsympathetic Patton -Intrulogical