Missy's POV
It's been 15 mins and Britney hasn't showed up. I knew I shouldn't have trusted her, at least I contained myself from trusting her from the start.
Finally she ran to me out of breath. "Sorry long story short, my mom took my car and I had to walk," she managed out, she handed me my notebook in the process.
I took it then nodded and told her the story of how my dad raped me. How he lost his mind.
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The Forgotten
RomanceGIRLXGIRL Trigger WARNING COMPLETED My very name should be forgotten. I am not someone to dwell over and neither is anything about me. I am not someone you want to get close to. I am a no one. I am the forgotten. Is it me or is it you? Is it me to...
