𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. [A SASHANNARCY FANFIC]

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭.

WARNING: There's chaos in this chapter, prepare for pain and references.

It was a three day weekend. It was Monday, there was a school holiday on Monday so none of the girls had to attend school for the day. Oh well, more fun for them.

Anne was laying down on the couch with Domino the cat sleeping curled up on her stomach. She was thinking about many things. Bad things. Things like how nobody ever cared to ask about how Anne viewed certain things. Or how people always assumed something about her. She hated it. She hated how people always said things about her but didn't even care to think about how she viewed it.

'Everyone thinks I'm perfect, I'm not. I'm a dumb and gullible idiot because I have been betrayed and manipulated multiple times because I'm a dumb and forgiving idiot. I literally got me and my friends lives in danger just because we all wanted to make some memories, I wish I would have followed my gut feeling. I hate the stares I get, everyone thinks random things just because I'm pretty. I can't go anywhere in public without people staring at me. Many people think of me as some type of model, no. Even Sasha and Marcy tell me that I could be a model. I don't want to be some kind of pretty-faced model, I want to be me. I hate being labeled beautiful instead of me.'

'What ever I put on or how I look, I just want to be able to see the same me looking back.'

'Marcy might see me and call me a model but that's different... I'm in love with her. But Sasha.... Whenever I see her I get the same feeling that I get with Marcy so It's confusing. Could I be in love with her too?  God this is so confusing. How will I know who to give up on and who to confess to? What if one of them share my feelings? What if both of them share my feelings? Oh god they're gonna be so sad.'

'Nobody likes being a second option.'

Anne's thoughts were interrupted when she saw a small pink frog jumped onto the top of the couch. "Hey Anne! How ya doin?"

"I'm fine, nothing much is going on." Anne responded.

Anne, forgetting about Domino the cat sleeping on her stomach, gets up from the couch and Domino immediately falls from her stomach and onto the floor.

Sprig then pointed at the cat on the floor and let out a laugh. "Ha-ha! Cats don't do that."

Everything was hard for Anne to focus on, too many things were going on for her to comprehend. She couldn't focus on Sprig speaking to her, she couldn't focus on her cat laying on the floor in defeat, nor could she focus on Polly running from Hop-pop with her tiny legs and mud all over her body.

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"Hey Sash, are you doing okay over there?" Marcy asked, looking over at Sasha worriedly.

The two were standing in front of Sasha's home, her parents were finally home after being gone for about a week. 

And Sasha was about to tell them something shes been waiting to tell them for a long time.

"Y-Yeah, I'm just a little nervous that's all. I know how my parents are, they never have good reactions to anything. Lets just hope they don't freak out at what I'm about to tell them now." Sasha relucted.

"I wish you the best Sash." Marcy gave her an assuring nod.

"T-Thank you." Sasha rubbed the back of her neck.

Sasha then walked up the stairs to her porch, once she approached the door she knocked a couple of times and waited for one of her parents to open the door. Awkward silence filled the air, until Sasha finally heard footsteps approaching the door. The door finally opened and she was met with her mother. Her blonde hair was wild and she had dark circles under her eyes. She looked like a complete drug addict.