I was an angel. I always thought I was the nicest person and was the best at making friends... But why am the one who always gets hurt? Do I trust to easily? Maybe it was the fact I wear my heart on my sleeve?I trusted him?
I looked over at the boy in who had brown hair who had stolen what I had believed to be my heart but to be in honest I didn't really know anymore. It had surprised me that someone could go from so trustworthy to breaking you apart in 0.05 seconds. He was perfect . He was charismatic till I found that the man behind the mask was not the same guy I had fallen for.
"Lana grab me another beer now!" He looked at me and the cold icy blue eyes he had showed no interest in me. I even wore my favorite dress but I knew that the cold eye held no love, no warm embarrass so the fact he even was dating me was a surprise. Maybe I deserved it? maybe this was gods punishment for me for smoking, breathing, living so many choices.
I grabbed his beer and walked over to him and his friends just to be pulled in by the smell of weed and the stench of alcohol.I looked around the old car he sat on was a fire-bird and his buddy's were not the best company. He pulled me closer as I tried to walk away.
"Where do you think you are going?" He asked pulling me back by the waist.
"To sit with my friends." I looked at the ground I hated when he got like this. When he got drunk he only wanted one thing . Me. There was nothing I could do to stop it. I had one choice. Give him what wanted or be killed trying to stop him. Either way I would be hurt and I would hate myself more.
"No you aren't you are staying right here." He stated playing with my hair. Pulling his hand down wrapping around my neck then shoving it down my dress.
"Asher not here. Please" My eyes begging his. Pleading but my silent tears not being heard. No matter how hard I struggled I wouldn't win. I tried harder to pull away his friends laughing.
The struggle was all to real. I pulled one last time finally getting away and then I felt a a stinging. I hit the pavement and that is the last thing I remembered before I woke up to him fucking me in the car. I cried more tears. I hate my life.....
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sorry for the short chapter more to come. -Sage.
(Asher above)
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Born To Change Fate
RomanceLana has been dealing with a lot of things in her life but she never thought she would have to deal with something like this. Her family and her boyfriend treat her horrid that one night she feels she just can handle it all until she meets him? Was...
