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Enzo felt so relieved walking out of his exam for Micro-economics. He had spent the last week silently freaking out over what might or might not be on the exam. It had not been as bad as he had feared. Enzo felt that he had done all right. Enzo grabbed his phone from his pocket to switch it off silent mode and he noticed that he had a couple missed text messages and a message from a dating app that he had on his phone. He quickly read his text messages, they were all from his friend and

The man watched from the cover of darkness as his target arrived home from work. He knew all about his target, his work schedule, his habits and even down to what he took in his coffee. He needed to know it all so that he knew when the perfect time to strike was and it was tonight. His target got out of his car and made his way into the house that he shared with two other people. Those two room mates were currently not home, and he knew that they weren’t going to interrupt his fun. He ma

I apparently made a boo boo lol thanks for catching it.

All thoughts of meeting up with Matt had been lost as his father's words slapped him across his face. They didn't have the same effect that they used to, they used to make him compliant. Now they just made him sad and helped feed his frustration. He just wanted them to leave again. "Hello" Allen said. "Shut up Cocksucker, just go up to your room so we don't have to remember how much of an abomination you are." Justin, his father said. The monster in Allen's chest was growing, his fat

It's the digital age, where people can order groceries, they can order drinks, and dating is done through an app, and its all done from their mobile phone. What if the impressions we left with people online had a real world consequences. A killer is using a dating app as his murder list. Anyone that ignores or treats him “wrong” is a target. Will Enzo be his next victim?

Its like the old say, all things must get worse before they can get better:P and ya Im going to have tons of fun lol I think Matt will reveal it but doesnt mean right away lol he didnt even tell Allen about the fight yet. its going to be fun writing what comes next

Thanks Your amazing lol you catch everything, I should take you home with me and get you to beta read I think things are going to get frustrating for Kyle lol Thanks again for your review

Mornings were quickly turning into a thing that Matt loved, cuddled up to Allen was absolute bliss. It was the second morning in a row and he hoped that it would never end. Allen looked like a beautiful sleeping angel, Matt leaned down and whispered his lips against Allen’s. “Morning” Allen mumbled “Morning” he replied. “What time is it?” Allen asked, wiping the sleep from his eyes. Matt said “Almost time to get up. We have a few minutes until the alarm.” “Ok” was all Allen replied before c

I am glad to be back lol I can't believe how long it took to get off my lazy butt and write that chapter.OMG i can't believe the Rebecca/Eliz switch lol its because of Open Wounds.I think I'm keeping it Rebecca till im done and then i'll straighten out the names lol idk. btw if i start slowing down again with the chapters, I invite anyone to email me and pester me to death lol thanks again

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It felt like a hand was wrapped around his neck, pinning him to the chair. He couldn’t breathe, what he had done, he didn’t understand. He felt like he was suffocating, his heart beating like a drum in his chest, he couldn’t calm down. He didn’t feel the arms around him and the voice whispering in his ear fell on deaf ears. Allen was panicking, he had just done the one thing that really scared him, he had outed himself. He hadn’t even thought about it, before he had known it the words were out

Chapter Five - Powerless He tried to get escape, flailing his limbs in every direction, hoping that he could break free and escape this nightmare. The eyes that seemed to penetrate to the very core of his soul and the hands that refused to acknowledge that 'No' meant 'No'. Allen felt the vile creature on top of him, no matter what he did or how loud he screamed, nothing seemed to change. No one came running to help, Allen was alone with him Kyle straddled Allen's chest, refusing to allow him u

He stood over the lifeless grave, he had lost him. Allen was gone. Tears flowed down Matt's face. He had waited too long; he had lost his one and only chance to express how he felt to Allen. "Allen I never got the chance to tell you ..." he started really sobbing. "I love you" he finally managed to get out between sobs. "What ?! What did you just say!" a voice yelled behind him. "You're a no good faggot aren't you. A pathetic waste." the voice said. Matt spun around to identify the

Allen finds it hard to trust after a horrible experience that lurks in the past. He tries to move forward with his life but he soon realizes that you need to be honest and trust that people can handle the truth. He holds a secret that could destroy not just him but a friendship he holds more dear than life itself. Can he gather enough courage and tell his best friend that hes gay or will he stay in the closet for life.

His head hurt, physically, but it was more of a mental pain. Why had he kissed Kyle back? Why hadn’t he fought back harder? Allen lay in bed exhausted but unable to sleep, remembering the previous night. He was scared to close his eyes, images of what happened played through his head. Just the mere thought made his stomach turn and his body to shudder. His thoughts were interrupted by a loud buzzing noise. It took himself a minute to actually realize that it was his alarm clock going off.