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Roman Godfrey

@heartmadesteel

❝Yᴏᴜ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ yᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ꜱᴛᴇᴇʟ.❞ ⟅Killing strangers, so I don't kill the ones that I love.⟆ ⟅21+ : HG AU RP⟆ ⟅ł⟆

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< let it rot, but no one else could have it. He couldn't bear to let one of the few places that he /had/ ever felt at home fall into >

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< someone else's hands. Lynda had just accepted him, Peter...well, Roman thought he had too. But the fucker had run away, had abandoned >

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< him. When he arrived at the trailer, he could smell someone there. He headed down the stairs at a brisk jog, utterly intent on tearing >

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< whoever was squatting inside into tiny pieces and maybe eating them. He wasn't sure what he'd do if he actually had all that blood and >

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< meat in his hands. He got almost to the door, before he could tell who exactly it was that was inside, and once he did it stopped him >

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< dead. Peter. That was Peter. Suddenly he was who he'd been before, his insides twisting in the way that he knew now meant something that >

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< would only hurt him in the end. Love. He hadn't really known what to call it before, the way that Peter (and Letha, too) had the ability >

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< to make his insides twist, made every smile brighter and every hurt a gaping wound in his chest. Love. He'd been in love with >

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< Peter. That love had helped kill him. If Peter had been there? He wouldn't have....things would have been different. Somehow they would >

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< have. Yeah, Letha would still have died, but maybe he wouldn't have. He didn't....know what to do. He wanted to open the door, yell, >

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< rage, shake him, and cling to him. All at the same time. Since he didn't know what to do, he did none of them. He just pulled out his >

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< pack of smokes and took one, lighting it before he set the pack and the lighter on the half rotten wooden stoop. Then he turned and >

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< headed back to the Maserati, the hunger he could never be rid of making his guts feel hollow. Roman thought that was appropriate. He >

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< was hollow. Everything that really mattered about him was dead....or inside that trailer and might as well be dead to him. Then there >

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< was the baby....and he had no clue what to do with that yet. He didn't have a single clue. So he'd go into the city and find something >