β Scribed by Melissa Toppen
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
I met Thad Mitchell for the first time when I was just a child. I didn't remember much about him- except that he pushed me off a swing set when I was four years old and broke my arm. Not the best thing to remember about a person but there it is.
He moved away a couple years later and soon became a distant memory. That is until I walked into my parent's house after being gone for four years to find him sitting at the kitchen table with my family like he'd been there all along.
The second his blue eyes found mine it was instant- the attraction, the spark, the zing as some people call it. In that moment my entire world shifted. Every second, every minute that followed became a whirlwind.
Thad didn't just turn my life upside down; he ripped through it-- an unstoppable force of nature that wouldn't be satisfied until there wasn't a single facet of my life left unturned. And yet somehow at the end of it all he was still the only thing I wanted.
Haunted by a past he can't escape- the only question that remains is can I find a way to calm the storm that rages inside of him or will I end up just another causality in his unrelenting path of destruction?
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