narrator's pov...
it's the friday before the christmas break, carols and festivity swarming throughout the entire school. well, almost entirely.
it's been just under a week since indy kissed izzy and there is nothing but painful silences and even more painful 'hi's i an attempt to fill the empty void of their unspoken words.
izzy has had no one. her mum is too busy caring for her dad to think about izzy – or at least it feels that way to her. obviously she's thankful that her dad's 'accident' only resulted in a broken leg and a 3-day coma which her dad likes to call a 'life experience', so she feels selfish when she thinks no one cares.
but people do care, and indy cares more than anyone.
a/n: god im sorry this is so bad... i guess i just needed to write this chapter to fill you in on what's actually happened. i'll hopefully publish chapter 17 later this evening! :)
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Teen Fiction"her knees buckled and hit the rain-coated, uneven ground, sending splinters of pain shooting up her spine. it was painful, horrendously painful, yet it still didn't even compare to the pain she felt while trapped in her mind. and no matter how far...
