Little Hell

" You've spent your entire life looking for it, when I am right here," he pleaded his voice cracking with emotion. "Please Ellasyn just hear me out."

She shrugged her shoulders a big fat raindrop stubbornly popping out of the sky to greet her rotten mood. Ellie had enough she wasn't someone's play thing only made available at the least convenient moment.

"Ellie please."

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