Kylie Bray (Love, Hate and Billions)

Ten years later

Washington

We all have our growing points, defining moments that shape us into who we become. Some take a ride on the wild side just doing whatever the hell they like.

Maybe it's car racing, hiking, sky diving, drugs, anything to feel that pulse losing rhythm.

The outcome can go two ways, addiction or death, but hey, we're born to die any way, might as well speed it up.

Others go through loss, that major kind, like their parents dying, sisters getting raped or brothers getting murdered just because they tried to be men and walked through that forbidden dark corner. The list goes on.

Those people take you to emotional levels most wouldn't even have nightmares about.

If you’re lucky enough and you love them, there is no passion greater than what they’ll give back to you.

No matter how dark that road you walk on.

are people like ME, who never searched for the freedom of choice, who was never burned with the taste of

down and turned them into that soulless, jaded, ice cold being. Until they were unrecognizable but for the sins they

going to be late,” Diamond screams, but it's not louder than her fist going to war on the door. Who knew she'll TURN into a banshee when I told

to the edge

shoes when her patience runs out and she comes barging in

as my black hair brushing my

short in the summer. The ends curl wildly in the morning, and I'm too darn lazy

keep those fake smiles when needed because it’s only going to give you

since when did bitchiness ever rhyme with Diamond,” I

Her brown eyes spark.

along her lower back, as she

with your brother doesn't mean that I have to suffer, I want to see Ren. Who knows when I’ll see

to roll my eyes,

foot three inch frame after the added four

and most probably tomorrow