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Chapter 17:Sylvia Plath said "I desire the things that will destroy me." What do you suppose she meant? At the time I was sure it was Alex that would destroy me and I was right. I guess it was the universes way of saying that living and dead don't mix, as if I didn't already know that. I wanted to deny the laws of the living but instead I became a pawn in a sick game. After I killed Alex it would be checkmate. I approached Alex's resident house, I did not knock, instead I broke the lock and walked in. The lights were off except for one which came from an office at the end of the hall. The door was open a crack and I pushed it open, Alex had his head on an old wooden desk and was softly snoring, the soft light from a dingy lamp eliminating the cresses of his shirt and crevices of his neck. I could not see his face but I knew if I could I wouldn't be able to go through with Antonio's orders. I cared about Antonio allot, when I first came to the clan I wanted to be his love forever. It wasn't till he took control f the clan that I decided I wanted out, he became cruel and manipulative. I also loved Alex which made things so much more difficult, I made a blood elegance In hopes that he...
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