《~Mi querido Auron~》cap 8
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Luzu llevaba más de 5 horas corriendo perdidamente en sus pensamientos, hasta que llego a otro extremo de karmaland, se encontró una pequeña casa, este entró y se encontró con un cerdito bebe, Luzu lo miró y no le dio importancia, Luzu se dirigió hacia un baño que habia en la cabaña, sus ojos eran azules de nuevo, el Luzu bueno había vuelto, estaba muy arrepentido de haberle hecho todo eso a Auron, lo peor es que ¿Cómo le explicaría que su evil se había apoderado de él?-
Luzu: joder, fui un estúpid- /miro al espejo pero se encontró a su evil
Evil Luzu: PERO BUENO QUE ESTOY VIENDO, BORJA LUZURRIAGA ARREPENTIDO?
Luzu: que c-cojones!?
Evil : no te impresiones, soy el que maltrato a tu "auroncito"/ este al decir auroncito hizo una mueca burlona-
Luzu: QUE LE HICISTE?!
Evil: joder enserio no recuerdas? wow...
Luzu rompió el espejo haciendose la mano mierda xd, se tiro al suelo y se hecho a llorar, no quería seguir existiendo, no podía vivir con la culpa, entonces agarro un pedazo de vidrio y se cortó las venas sin pensarlo, estaba desangrándose, en un lugar vacío, el cerdito lo veia desangrarse al momento de darse cuenta que algo andaba mal empezó a "gritar" ( lo siento pero no se como se le dice cuando un cerdo se altera xd)
Willy estaba pasando por ahí, pero que mierda estaba haciendo el ahí? puess la hermandad oscura lo había mandado pa ya pos- escuchó al cerdito y fue corriendo a ver que sucedíia, vio a Luzu en el suelo lleno de sangre, lo tomó en brazo y lo llevo corriendo al hospital mas cercano, lo atendieron y quedo desmayado por la perdida de sangre.
Willy: joder Luzu pero qFue cojones hacías?
este llamo a Fargan para decirle y pues después de contarle todo lo sucedido a Fargan, este sospechó aún más de Luzu, ¿Por qué quería matarse?
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Auron estaba caminando en el pueblo y se encontró con Alexby :>
Ales: A-AURON?!
Auron: oh, hola ale- / este quedo callado porque el menor le dio un abrazo xd
Ales: JODER COMO DESAPARECES 5 MESES, DONDE COJONES ESTABAS?!
Auron: COMO QUE 5 MESES, perdon alesby pero FREDERICK/ este salio corriendo a su casa
Ales: joder debo decirle a Fargan / llama a fargan xd
Fargan: /responde- hola alesbyy
Ales: FARGAN... AURON...VEN... AQUI... AURON VIVO...
Fargan: espera que?, calmate y expli-
Ales: PUTA MADRE QUE AURON ESTA VIVO LO ACABO DE ABRAZAR
Fargan: donde estas mi am- ales?
Ales: uis... que ibas a decir?
Fargan: n-nada joder ya donde estas?
Ales : estoy en la plaza del pueblo
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