Shards at one month!!!😭♥️✨🖤
Y'all have been nothing short of amazing. Thank you, fam. For choosing to go on this journey with me.✨
Y'all be doing the absolute best.♥️
Before you dive into this chapter, I have an announcement.🌚 I should have done this in the last chapter but it slipped my mind.
The next chapter is going to be a Collab between me and __toyosiThe author of TRAPPED. Kinda nervous about the whole thing 🌚 Yunno, first-timer stuff.
But, don't worry, we have an amazing chapter in store for you guys!
P.S.- You should check out her book. Trust me, it's not something you want to miss out on. It's giving everything.♥️
And, that's that!
Enjoy✨
The song for this chapter is- Know you by Ladipoe ft Simi. It was the drive behind this chapter.🌚
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"𝐼'𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑎 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ.
𝐻𝑎ℎ𝑎, 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔.
𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑔𝑜 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓."______________𖧷________________
~𝚂𝙷𝙰𝙺𝙸𝚁𝙰 𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙸𝙾𝙻𝙰 𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙸𝙺~
I was pacing.
I was freaking out.
Stefan and I were supposed to meet at his place to finish our history project. He brought it up when we were in class two days ago and I quickly agreed to go over to his place. I didn't want him to come over to mine.
The whole thing was awkward as it is. I didn't need him adding to it.
I exhaled and sunk into the couch that was placed in the middle of my closet. I eyed the heap of clothes that was in front of me, sucking my teeth in annoyance.
My closet was a mess.
I had turned the entire place upside down, trying to find the perfect outfit for the past few hours. I hadn't even taken a freaking shower. It was funny because I was supposed to leave in about thirty minutes.
My eyes settled on the munch it chips beside me on the couch. I tore the pack open and threw one of the salty chips into my mouth, munching on it and humming under my breath.
I didn't understand what my problem was. It wasn't like we were going on a date. I was going to his place for a school assignment for goodness sake.
Why was I freaking out about what he'd think of my outfit? Not like he cared or something.
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Teen Fiction"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫..." 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥 𝐁𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐭 He was the only thing holding her together, preventing her from falling apart. He was the only thing that mad...