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She's my brother's best friend's little sister. Tara has been a part of my life since we were five years old. My parents adore her. She even has her own room in my childhood home.
Her face is inked on my forearmnot that anyone realizes it's her. I'd never admit it, or the rose I have been sending her in secret since freshmen year of high school seven years ago.
I can't have Tara.
She isn't for me.
She's sweet, and everything good. The opposite of me.
I'm the jerk. The college dropout turned tattoo artist. The one who has turned down every drunken pass she's ever made over the years.
I'm also the guy that beat the shit out of a friend for lying about her our senior year.
But no one needs to know that. Especially not Tara.
We're roommates now, so when I come home one night and find her on the porch crying, I'll do whatever she needs to make the tears stop.
Only once wasn't enough... I wanted more.
The problem is, I don't deserve her and never will. I know it. Everyone knows it. And like I knew would happen, I messed it all up.
You can't grovel and beg for someone's forgiveness when they're no longer here.
She was gone, and I'd never forgive myself...
Her face is inked on my forearmnot that anyone realizes it's her. I'd never admit it, or the rose I have been sending her in secret since freshmen year of high school seven years ago.
I can't have Tara.
She isn't for me.
She's sweet, and everything good. The opposite of me.
I'm the jerk. The college dropout turned tattoo artist. The one who has turned down every drunken pass she's ever made over the years.
I'm also the guy that beat the shit out of a friend for lying about her our senior year.
But no one needs to know that. Especially not Tara.
We're roommates now, so when I come home one night and find her on the porch crying, I'll do whatever she needs to make the tears stop.
Only once wasn't enough... I wanted more.
The problem is, I don't deserve her and never will. I know it. Everyone knows it. And like I knew would happen, I messed it all up.
You can't grovel and beg for someone's forgiveness when they're no longer here.
She was gone, and I'd never forgive myself...
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