The Beautiful Thieves
16-year-old Michelle Walker, daughter of music producer Bryan Walker, falls head over heels in love with 35-year-old Davey Havok, a member of a band produced by the girl's father. Against all the values of society, against the law and against his own principles, man corresponds to that sick, fast, intense and devastating passion. He keeps secrets and the question remains for Miche: how far can love endure when faced with truths that were better as lies? She was just a spoiled girl, he a mysterious and independent man, but the reciprocity of her feelings can't be explained. May it be eternal while it lasts. "I love you to infinity, because 'forever', always ends."
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That bed, the same one in which Davey and I spent our first and last moments together. That sheet still had its strong cologne, despite being washed so many times. I could see him smiling at me as I closed my eyes. I could see every scene of the little life we had together, each love scene, each companionship scene, each affection scene, each laugh, each pair of bright eyes as they met. And I cried, I cried enough to lose my last strength and go back to sleep.
That bed, the same one in which Davey and I spent our first and last moments together. That sheet still had its strong cologne, despite being washed so many times. I could see him smiling at me as I closed my eyes. I could see every scene of the little life we had together, each love scene, each companionship scene, each affection scene, each laugh, each pair of bright eyes as they met. And I cried, I cried enough to lose my last strength and go back to sleep.
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I didn't want to be weak again, but I knew I was. I didn't want him to know that I'd already given up on his own idea of keeping me clean. And I definitely didn't want to give in and tell him that my sudden return to drugs was because of the pain of losing him. No, I wouldn't. I would go on pretending that everything was fine inside my heart. Yeah, I was going to keep pretending to be the Bert McCracken I always pretended to be.
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