Maria
Her life for as long as she could remember it had been perfect. A little too perfect.
See when one has parents as protective and possessive as Maria they tend to be a little "sheltered" from life's problems.
She was of course an only child and her beautiful brown skin and equally hypnotic, doe brown eyes seemed to have made everyone who met her fall in love with her.
Although this beautiful young woman had been very keen on having a romantic life, her parents had long crushed her hopes through their continuos fear mongering.
She could hear it now " You never know honey what if he wants to kill you and make you a lampshade? What if he just wants you for your money? What if he is a serial killer? What if he runs away with you to another country then kills you?"
Mikayla
All she wanted since childhood was love and someone who would stick around when shit hit the fan.
She knows that moving towns everytime her father finds her dose not help she will still do it.
To her crying herself to sleep is honestly better than the alcohol she used to cope with before.
Perhaps opposite attract but can they still stay together when the spark has faded and the curtain is lifted.
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Perhaps, Maybe
Historia CortaI thought I knew what I wanted. I thought I knew who you were. However right now in this moment I don't even know who I am. Maria has lived her life in the perfect home with a perfect family and perfect view on life until she meets her. Mikayla has...
