Brucas ♡

again warning, this chapter has darker themes involving violence, self harm and substance abuse, do not read if u feel uncomfortable.

*Sawyer*

There is a exactly one uur break between my morning lectures and my volgende one, as I race towards the jeep I don't have time to think about who I might see at home. I slept the grand total of zero seconden last night and its now coming back to bite me, I piss my lecturers off enough without adding falling asleep in class to the lijst of my crimes.

Though I have a pretty fucking good excuse to be distracted today, after all it's not the norm to have everything...

u probably forgot about this.
Well, I am bored and sick, so here it is.
Enjoy.
Oh & it seems kinda morbid at times but thats just because I'm a rather dark person.
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Peyton was sitting in her car feeling like shit.
"Dude. Where's my baby?"
She looked around and the car and then found the baby in the handschoen compartment.
"Oh, there u are."
So she took her out of the handschoen compartment and when she realized she wasn't breathing she hit him with a hammer and she died.
"Whoops."
She chucked the baby out the window.
"Well now I'm bored."
So she sat in her car and then magically found in her lap...