This is the story of Y/N Ford.
She is rough , she is emotionless, she is hell on earth but more than everything she is broken.
And then she fell in love...with a dark haired girl, Megan Fox and she though she finally had someone to come home to.
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Y/N was walking to and fro in her room...her mind was spiralling. Her bed laid messy and the sheets were all over the floor. Her breathing was hard as she struggled to keep it normal. Small anxiety and panic attacks were kicking in and she knew what she had to do. She had to let it all out. She had to do something or else she would go insane. The taller girl pulled out her drawers as she picked a new case of unopened Marlboro.
Taking her headphones, she connected it into her phone and played the hardest rock she could find. With a heavy metal band playing inside her ears, she slid down leaning on her door as she took out her lighter and lit a cigarette. Drawing three deep inhales she exhaled it through her nose. watching the burning end of the cigarette as the paper end now turned into ash, the Y/H/C girl rolled her sleeves up and brought it close to the skin. She watched as her skin sizzled a little. Not a single sound of pain left her mouth as the girl reveled in the pain she was feeling.
There is a complete difference in doing something harmful without knowing the consequences and doing the same thing with full knowledge of what the actions could result in. Y/N knew what she was doing wasn't right , but she couldn't scream. out loud , she couldn't show her brother that she was still hurting herself. Her brother was going through his own problems and she didn't want to add onto that. Talking to Billy wouldn't help in this case, talking never helped her. Infact Y/N was bad with words, she had promised Billy that she wouldn't do this anymore but sometimes the pain was too much that her whole body felt limp and in-order to feel alive she had to set fire to herself.
Suddenly her mind seem to drift into a similar blue eyes that she had forgotten for the past days. " Megan...." the name fell off her lips like silk. But then her brows furrowed , what about Cheryl.
" No..No..NO" Y/N stood up as she went to the mirror. She couldn't see anything in the mirror other than tired eyes, tousled hair and cigarette burns. " Don't let anyone in Y/N...they are gonna leave you...the person who gave birth to you left you...so why would they stay" a lone tear fell from her beautiful Y/E/C eyes as she came onto one conclusion. Nobody ever waits or holds onto anyone, everyone will move on and as a result there was no point in holding your hand out for someone to pick you up.
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Y/N drove to the school earlier than she usually does. She was confused and the truth was that the Y/H/C girl was scared but she wanted to take the risk. She was starting to feel something different whenever she was in the presence of the noirette, her body seems to heat up and no matter how much she tried to keep her eyes off of her blue ones she couldn't. Even in a crowd Y/N's eyes only seemed to get hooked onto hers.
In the past few days she realised that somehow, she wasn't the only one who was feeling this and today she gathered up the courage to talk to the dark haired girl.
She wouldn't make any move on a taken women.....yes she hated Nate to the core of her heart but ruining someone's relationship was something that was against her ethics.
