Thank You

By Lory Sky

We started hating each other.

Our conversations were unpleasant, and sometimes there wasn't even a conversation (at least on my part).

 

Apparently all we needed was a trip.

Because we turned that mutual hatred into lust and attraction.

And maybe even love...?

If I knew this would end like this...

 

I would never have exposed myself to it.

 

But life is all about lessons.

Even if those lessons are tragedies.

 

 

This the first part of a series.

 

This book contains themes that may be sensitive to some people.

Contains mature themes and mature language.

 

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lory Sky
• Release date: Apr 18, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201703196

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Thank You

Lory Sky

Published by Lory Sky, 2021.

While every precaution has been taken in the preparation of this book, the publisher assumes no responsibility for errors or omissions, or for damages resulting from the use of the information contained herein.

THANK YOU

First edition. April 18, 2021.

Copyright © 2021 Lory Sky.

Written by Lory Sky.

Lory Sky

Thank You

For showing me I could be happy again.

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Table of contents

Lory Sky

Warning before reading‼

Hanging by a tread

Good time

Waking up

Monday's suck

Conditions

How I work

Rude

Am I wrong

Not a word

Away

Tears

Not him

The universe

Dinner

Busted

Relive

Orange juice

The kiss: surprise

The kiss: surprise

The kiss: more

The kiss: remember

The kiss: forget

My job

Boyfriend drama

No more denying

Mine

Grateful

Valentine's day

Happy

Hard

Picking the pieces

Thinking about her

I miss her

Too late

Just like that...

The end

Lory Sky

Created by Lory Sky

Warning before reading‼

This book contains themes that may be sensitive for some people, such as suicide.

Contains mature language and mature themes.

Hanging by a tread

Grace

September 2nd

Looking one more time in the mirror, just to see how miserable I look. Taking a deep breath to steady myself. I walk with slow steps towards the bathroom, to where my destiny awaits.

The rope hangs from a pipe in the ceiling, and in my head she's looking at me as if saying do it, find your release from this life .

Closing and locking the double pale white doors, I go to the rope and step on the stool that's beneath it. Feeling the robust texture of the rope, I think that this is definitely going to leave a mark.

But why do I care, I won't be here to see it. Grabbing it with both hands, I pull it around my neck, and then firmly tighten the knot. My mind is a complete blank, there's no last thoughts and there's not even a single tear streaming down my face. Not exactly what I thought it would happen, but I guess it's okay. Lifting my head to look straight ahead, I push the stool away with my feet and just dangle from the ceiling.

There's a pain on my neck, but I don't fight against it. After all, this pain is nothing compared to the pain I felt all my life.

Good time

Felix

September 3rd

Stepping out of the car and throwing the keys to the valet, I make my way to the nightclub. Looking at the brick façade with a neon white sign, I get to the door where there's two security guys and the usual red velvet rope that will only open if you're on the list. Lucky for me I don't need it, one look at me and the security lets me in.

As soon as I am inside I'm trapped by the sound of blasting music and people talking, or more like screaming to hear each other. To my left there's the dancing floor with a disco ball hanging from the ceiling and projectors coloring the floor with bright pulsing lights. Then to my right is the direction I'm headed. The sitting area is a little bigger than the dance floor and it's filled with booths. After finding my friends, I have a seat on the comfortable burgundy leather couch of the booth. Right as I sit down a bartender shows up like magic and takes our orders.

Drinks are delivered in less than three minutes «so far so good». My go to order is a Colt 45, it smells a little like beer, and it has a nice aromatic flavor without losing the powerful kick of the gin. My friends and I talk for what it seems hours, catching up on our lives, as if we hadn't seen each others five days ago. We are now growing tired of just sitting and chunking down drinks, so we make our way to the dance floor.

The first thing that hits me getting there, it's the smell of sweaty bodies from people dancing all night long. And the strong smell of different perfumes. Do you know when a person goes by you and they leave behind a strong and intense smell of perfume? As if they took a shower in it? It is exactly this.

My eyes notice a cute brunette that's dancing in a sensual way alone. So of course I walk towards her. She notices me and makes a face that says she wants to have