Prologue

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I could tell it was going to end badly. I honestly knew, but despite all the warning signs, I still disregarded my common sense and went through with it anyway. All for what? Stupid friends?

I just don't understand why they did it. Why I did it. We did it together and yet I get all the blame, all the glares, all the hate. It's too much for one person to handle, maybe that's what caused my demise, I went from having everything to nothing. I had him, I had her, I had friends. I had a great life, almost beloved by all, but one big mistake ruined any chance of redemption. All because I couldn't listen to the people who actually cared. I couldn't trust those who deserved it, but could trust those that didn't. Maybe I was the problem to begin with, I couldn't function like a normal person, maybe I was draw to those who hurt me, to those who, in the end fuck everything up for the rest of us.

Now what do I have? Nothing apparently. They made it their chore to take everything from me, the people I thought were my friends took everything I held dear and threw it in my face. Now I can see the impact they had on me. The things they said, and did to hurt me, no normal person who even consider doing. They were manipulative, turning anyone and everyone against me. Wanting to drown me in shit, wanting me to die so a party could be thrown. If only I had known what type of people, they were before I met them. I wouldn't have stuck around, I hope.

Everything's been taken from me, and now I only wish I could've taken everything from them. But unfortunately I can't, all I can hope for now, is that I get a clear break. A clear slate. No trouble. Non what-so-ever. This will be my chance to make something of myself, to leave behind all the shit I had done. But please for the love of god, NO TROUBLE.

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