She's just a normal girl going into her senior year of high school.
She has parents who aren't ever really there. But she has the perfect grades and the perfect body.
But she has a fiery mouth that gets her in a lot of trouble.
She still claims all...
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I woke to emptiness. I was still so tired, confused, and hurt.
One, I barely sleep last night for two reasons. First one, Mateo was absolutely destroying me, and second one, I stayed up most of the night thinking about everything I had just been told.
The man I had known to be my father since the day I was born wasn't my actual father. But better yet, my real father sent my fake father to kill my boyfriend and his parents, resulting in my boyfriend killing my real father. If I thought that couldn't get any more fucked up, I was wrong. Not only did my unknown brother kidnap and torture me, I killed him. I killed my own blood. I didn't even know him. I didn't know who he was in reality. Even after everything, my mother had another son with that monster Carter Stone. I didn't know him. At all. But at least he's alive.
I found myself crying in a huge empty bed that I didn't even know was empty until I checked. My hand roamed the empty cold space next to me.
'Why wasn't he in bed?' I checked my phone and it was 10:30 AM. Oh shit! 'Why didn't he wake me up?!'
Istood up hopping off of our bed and picked out some quick clothes. A matching set of panties and bra, some loose ripped jeans, and a hoodie with white shoes. I take a long hot shower and don't do much with my hair. I just brush it out and let my wet hair fall to my shoulders, and don't do my makeup.
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