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Authors: Eva Natsumi
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family. I love you and I love your parents because they made you. Just tell me where you are so we can be together.
I bought you a ring and on the inside I had inscribed always Caleb’s.
I got your goddamn name tattooed on my arm and you won’t even ducking tel me where u r.
JUST FUCKING TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE.
WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU KENNA. I’LL FIND YOU EVENTUALLY AND IF YOU TELL ME ILL GO EASIER ON YOU.
YOU CANT HIDE FROM ME FOREVER KENNA IM YOURFUCKIGN SOULMATE KENNA
Butch Ward didn’t mind small towns. He grew up in one: a small town by the name of Bonne Terre that most people had never heard of. Bonne Terre was a small town in Louisiana with less than 300 people calling it home.
The best and most appealing way Butch could think of to get out of Bonne Terre was to join the military. There was a certain romanticism to the military that appealed to Butch. He’d always defended the weak. When the popular kids picked on the less popular, Butch stood up for them. Butch didn’t fancy himself a hero, he only saw himself as someone who wouldn’t sit idly by as the powerful beat up the weak.
Butch was always a great student, but being a great student at Bonne Terre High was like being a great chef at McDonalds. So Butch wasn’t immediately accepted in to a good school and off to a great career in the military. He was going to have to work for that, he knew.
Butch joined the marines with sights on being special forces. He had to pay his dues first, though. Which meant being stationed in a small, mountain town.
He left basic training with two new friends, Alec and Jose, and together they boarded a plane to a quiet town in Colorado where they would wait at base for further instructions. They weren’t reserve, but that didn’t mean they got to see action immediately either.
Apparently this base needed some TLC and Butch, Alec, and Jose were the ones to give it. When Butch, Alec, and Jose stepped off the plane snow was falling. It was the first time Butch had ever seen snow. He paused, letting the snowflakes fall on his skin.
He might not be special forces yet, but the military was already doing what Butch had hoped. He was experiencing new things and Butch had a feeling it was just the beginning.
Two
Kenna only read the emails once before deleting and blocking the address. There was no use in torturing herself. So he’d found her email? That didn’t mean he’d actually found her . She’d stationed herself in the most remote and small town she could find.
Still, Kenna was uneasy. When Kenna was uneasy she gave herself two options: stay uneasy or get out and do something about it. Kenna went with the latter. She was sick and tired of Caleb trying to control her life, even from miles away.
Putting on a black dress, tights, and cute snow boots, Kenna went out to a local bar. She didn’t plan on getting drunk or even meeting anyone, she just wanted to be surrounded by people. Since moving out on her own, she’d not met anyone. She hadn’t really tried, though. Kenna was too afraid to make friends; she was worried that she’d have to pick up and leave again.
The last time Kenna had to leave her friends and family behind it nearly killed her, she couldn’t imagine doing that again, so she didn’t make friends. The way Kenna assuaged the loneliness was by surrounding herself with strangers. Even people on the periphery helped.
Kenna sat at a barstool close to the fire, letting the warmth of the flames engulf her. Outside it was negative two degrees. Icy, snowy, and the sky was white because the moon reflected against the snow. It was beautiful, yet harsh and bitter. Kenna was grateful for the warmth of the fire.
The tavern was always packed, as it was one of the only two in town and the other one periodically closed for no reason. Kenna ordered a beer and let the sounds of other people’s conversations soothe her. The nice thing about small towns, Kenna was learning,
I bought you a ring and on the inside I had inscribed always Caleb’s.
I got your goddamn name tattooed on my arm and you won’t even ducking tel me where u r.
JUST FUCKING TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE.
WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU KENNA. I’LL FIND YOU EVENTUALLY AND IF YOU TELL ME ILL GO EASIER ON YOU.
YOU CANT HIDE FROM ME FOREVER KENNA IM YOURFUCKIGN SOULMATE KENNA
Butch Ward didn’t mind small towns. He grew up in one: a small town by the name of Bonne Terre that most people had never heard of. Bonne Terre was a small town in Louisiana with less than 300 people calling it home.
The best and most appealing way Butch could think of to get out of Bonne Terre was to join the military. There was a certain romanticism to the military that appealed to Butch. He’d always defended the weak. When the popular kids picked on the less popular, Butch stood up for them. Butch didn’t fancy himself a hero, he only saw himself as someone who wouldn’t sit idly by as the powerful beat up the weak.
Butch was always a great student, but being a great student at Bonne Terre High was like being a great chef at McDonalds. So Butch wasn’t immediately accepted in to a good school and off to a great career in the military. He was going to have to work for that, he knew.
Butch joined the marines with sights on being special forces. He had to pay his dues first, though. Which meant being stationed in a small, mountain town.
He left basic training with two new friends, Alec and Jose, and together they boarded a plane to a quiet town in Colorado where they would wait at base for further instructions. They weren’t reserve, but that didn’t mean they got to see action immediately either.
Apparently this base needed some TLC and Butch, Alec, and Jose were the ones to give it. When Butch, Alec, and Jose stepped off the plane snow was falling. It was the first time Butch had ever seen snow. He paused, letting the snowflakes fall on his skin.
He might not be special forces yet, but the military was already doing what Butch had hoped. He was experiencing new things and Butch had a feeling it was just the beginning.
Two
Kenna only read the emails once before deleting and blocking the address. There was no use in torturing herself. So he’d found her email? That didn’t mean he’d actually found her . She’d stationed herself in the most remote and small town she could find.
Still, Kenna was uneasy. When Kenna was uneasy she gave herself two options: stay uneasy or get out and do something about it. Kenna went with the latter. She was sick and tired of Caleb trying to control her life, even from miles away.
Putting on a black dress, tights, and cute snow boots, Kenna went out to a local bar. She didn’t plan on getting drunk or even meeting anyone, she just wanted to be surrounded by people. Since moving out on her own, she’d not met anyone. She hadn’t really tried, though. Kenna was too afraid to make friends; she was worried that she’d have to pick up and leave again.
The last time Kenna had to leave her friends and family behind it nearly killed her, she couldn’t imagine doing that again, so she didn’t make friends. The way Kenna assuaged the loneliness was by surrounding herself with strangers. Even people on the periphery helped.
Kenna sat at a barstool close to the fire, letting the warmth of the flames engulf her. Outside it was negative two degrees. Icy, snowy, and the sky was white because the moon reflected against the snow. It was beautiful, yet harsh and bitter. Kenna was grateful for the warmth of the fire.
The tavern was always packed, as it was one of the only two in town and the other one periodically closed for no reason. Kenna ordered a beer and let the sounds of other people’s conversations soothe her. The nice thing about small towns, Kenna was learning,
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