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Love Amongst Destruction

Hint For The Future

“What happened?” Chance groaned, holding his head tight.
“You just fell asleep, you must’ve been tired.” I lied, to both him and my mom.
“Weird, I didn’t think I was tired.” She lightly laughed.
Chris’ words flashed in my mind……..I heard the words…..the danger in his voice…...the truth in his threats.
She couldn’t know.
“What happened to your head?” Chance gasped suddenly.
“Don’t worry about it, ok? I told him, wanting the questions of last nights events to stop.
Chance since my unwillingness to respond, and he let it go.
Good.
“Sweetheart, I’ve got some advil in the powder room as well as some anti-bac to help clean that up.” She suggested, obviously concerned about my head.
I rolled my eyes lovingly, she cared for me an immense amount, worrying was more normal to her than breathing.
“It’ll make me feel better, too.” Chance whispered, wrapping his arms around my back.
“Ok.” I whispered, standing on tip-toes and giving the crook of his neck a gentle kiss.
I put down my mug of coffee and made my way down to the powder room.
I instantly opened the cabinet and was greeted with wash clothes, pills, and vitamin galore.
However, one particularly larger bottle crashed to the floor.
“Shit.” I softly exclaimed.

I picked it up from the floor and was thrown off by its odd appearance. It didn’t resemble any medicine bottle I’d ever seen before.

Realizing that the bottle itself wasn’t giving me any answers I turned back to the cupboard.
Of course, since my mother had cursed me with short genes, at a mere 5’4 I had to grab a stool to fully see all the way into the cabinet.

Bingo!

Right next to where I had found that bottle I accidentally brushed a little piece of plastic onto the floor, but I grabbed the small post it note that was resting under it.

There was nothing truly special about it, there was just the violet colored note with a messy yet elegant writing on it, one I was beyond familiar with.

It read -

Bella,

It didn’t take a genius for me to figure out what happened last night. I figured you’d appreciate something stronger than advil. Take four of these a day and you’ll feel good in no time. You know how to call me if you ever need anything else - don’t hesitate.

Love, -

As soon as I saw his name wasn’t signed, I bent down and grabbed that little triangle like piece of plastic from the floor.

It was a guitar pick, his guitar pick.

One the side I picked up it had a picture of his face on it.

Love, Tyler- now it made more sense.

I flipped the pick around and saw red letters outlined in a dark yellow that spelled out AMERICAN MONSTER.

“Thanks.” I mumbled under my breath.

I popped 4 pills into my mouth and made my way back down to my mom and Chance, not yet realizing that American Monster was going to play an interesting role in my near future.

Notes

Comments

Thrid book here I comeeee!! I love your ideas! Gosh I wish I was a good writer like you.

@BlackVeilsinWhite
Nope, it's still the same, which means I've no longer got access to my stories and I refuse to reupload them :(

@Eternally_Yours93
Oh no, I'm sorry to hear that!

Hopefully, it's just a glitch and will let you get back into the other account soon!

I've talked to a few others on here who have had that same exact problem though, so at least you know it's not just you.

I'm thinking it's just a big old glitch from the website itself, as it tends to be finicky a lot.



I am so sad I can't access my other account Beautiful_Disaster... I've lost where I was on this book :( x

@Siora
I'm glad to hear that you're enjoying this story, I also want to say thank you for your advice. I took 2 well needed weeks off, and now I'm back!

New chapters will start being uploaded again starting in the next hour :)