there are five stages of grief
-denial
-anger
-bargaining
-depression
-acceptance
this is a story in which a girl has been left with the grief from her mother's disappearance, so she moves to the outer banks, the so called "paradise on earth"
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overwhelming guilt
he was afraid that if he let her go, then he would never see her again.
trigger warning: mentions of self harm near the end
DRUGS ARE KNOWNto be a crazy substance. yet it does depend on what drug you're taking. weed is legal and does not effect a human as badly as others do. and that is why braeden uses that substance daily, it doesn't have much of a horrible effect but it still manages to supply you with a fun time. not only does braeden do weed, but her loving boyfriend does too. jj maybank has been smoking weed since being a freshman, age 14. he was actually kind of scared to try it for the first time, which is very shocking for the pogues considering he is known to be the 'troublemaker' boy on the cut, very stereotypical.
the pogues were chilling in the sitting room at the chateau together. braeden and jj smoking a blunt, sharing between one another whereas the other three were only talking, not letting any substances effect their behaviour or tiredness. kiara, pope and john b were talking about something random when braeden began giggling for no reason. jj probably did something stupid or it was the weed effecting her quicker than usual. when you're high, anything is funny to you, so it definitely did not shock the pogues that she was currently laughing at the string of hair in her hand.
"this is a funny colour" braeden pointed at her hair whilst giggling out loud. kie scrunched her eyebrows in confusion, pope rolled his eyes at her stupidity, john b moved his locks back to see her clearer and jj took another hit of the joint before putting it out in the bowl on the small table near the couches.
jj spat raspberries in the air, sending saliva on braeden's knee making her quickly wipe it off with a disgusted face, but morphed back into a smile because she looked back at the hair. "nah, you think that's funny, look at this" jj pointed at his right arm muscles that he was raising up in the air. he flexed his guns to the other pogues whilst poking at them for emphasis. the three sober teens shook their heads in unison, clearly not caring at the high couple, considering they just carried on talking to each other.
"you're so boring, hair grows out of your head!" braeden shouted like she was very passionate about the backstory of how you grow hair. jj blew more raspberries in the air, but this time no spit travelled to braeden's knee this time; she was grateful for that. jj swished his hand in a movement, like he was saying she was completely and utterly wrong.
"muscles are wayyy more interesting bec-because they're like... hard" jj almost fell asleep mid-sentence but quickly came back to his senses and realised what he had just said. "that's what she said" he snorted, making braeden slap his knee. he gasped at the sudden pain and rubbed the spot she hurt.
