Empty Graves And Shallow Hearts

My life wasn’t exactly what I hoped it would be.
The job I had… wasn’t a job you exactly write home to mom about.
It labeled me.

I lost a lot--
Friends.
Respect.
Family.
Trust.

And gained little from it--
Nightmares.
Drugs.
Depression.
The feeling of being alone.

But I made enough to live off of.
And that’s all I needed.
I didn’t need anyone else to make me happy.
My life was my own--No one else’s.
I didn’t care anymore.
As long as I got paid then every thing was fine.

That was until I met him.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Oli Sykes or anyone associated with him. I do however own the plot and fictional characters :)

Messages.
Gotta call someone back sometime.
Mirrors.
Enemies can be found in the least likely things.
Walking In.
"It was a boy, or a man rather..."
No Need for Introductions!
First impressions are important.
Issues.
Everybody has some.
A New Secret?
"For all they know we've been going at it this whole time."
Good Morning!
"It's cracker hour though honey. Are you a cracker?"
Breakfast Time
On the couch?
Bodies Full of Booze.
"It’s so much more easier to think more straighter when the room… spins"
Loner.
"You drank all of that?"