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It so the title plaque bywas the saainst white But there was a lot an to read…

"The sculptor’s inspiration for his dark and highly euination’ piece is one born of uilt The subject’s fetal position is due to his inability to face his grief, his inner tur hier plunged into the cracked Carrara marble portrays the heavy burden of sin on a soul, the reparation of ers are irremovable and a permanent reotten or redeeuilt in an eternal ever-flowing state of desolation"

As I finished reading the last word, I dropped the board to the floor and slu like my chest had been ripped open, exposed for everyone to look inside

How the fuck did she knorite the board that way? Horite what I was feeling this way? How the fuck did she kno to readbook

Feeling like in’ fight off, I pulled outhits of s ofred painted bullets and a fucking uncontrollable rage swept throughof my smoke and every shiskey, I was pushed farther and farther to the edge Ies of Levi’s rejection tortured usted face when she realized it was me, Axel Carillo, not her precious Elpidio, Molly’s hand shaking in pure fucking fear as she tookscowl as he glared atlike he was Austin’s blood, not an to pace back and forth on the studio floor, gripping the glass neck of the whiskey bottle tighter inonrhyth off the walls

I was done I was done with trying to prove to everyone that I’d changed I was done with this art bullshit, withElpidio!

I didn’t kno to do ’nor nor a drunk abusive cunt of a papa, a cripple as a mother, and forced to be the e kinda fucks up a kid’s idea of ‘nor the rest of the whiskey, I threw ainst the wall, hearing it sround, I marched to the workstation and poured a packet of coke onto the top, reaching into ular piece of plastic, I chopped the powder into lines, that sense of excite the hit that would follow

I’d never got addicted to this shit, too busy pushing it on the streets, but I’d sure as fuck take a line every now and then, when things got bad I liked the buzz, the daic dust takes away

And I needed that now more than ever

"…You’ve been in prison! Shit, Elpi! What we’ve shared these past weeks… e shared last night… and you’re fucking Axel Carillo!"

Aliyana’s words throbbed inlike the worst kind of raine I lifted aze to settle on the i sculpture

Levi…

Levi who couldn’t look atcontethick inthe cold metal in the palm ofnothinglife, I positioned myself behind it, raisedher voice cut through the loud music and my drunk ass mind, I snapped in’ Lucia staring atto stop my destruction of this pathetic sculpture