Britney P.O.V
"I remember screaming out and no one heard me crying. I cried and cried and it only made it worse. My loving father betrayed me. He took something I will never get back. My innocence. So once mom got back he became that loving father again. Guess he got his sex toy back," Misty held herself close as tears boiled in her eyes.
"I'm sorry i didn't know..." I trailed off.
She just nodded her head as tears started to fall out of her eyes automatically.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, what do people say about me?" She whimpered.
I tried to give a reassuring smile.
She gave me that death glare, which was kinda hot in a way.
"People call you emo, they say you were happy until age 9 or 10 which I now know why. They say to stay away from you," I try to sound casual even though rage started to boil inside of me.
She nodded and got up.
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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...
