Introduction

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Prologue|Intoduction| 4/10/23

Y/n POV
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*sniff sniff*

I know that I've started on the wrong by sniffing some cocaine on my own fucking house. while my brother is home but guess what, I honestly don't give a shit. I'm just tryna life-But I'm getting wayyyyy too off topic here.

The name is Y/n Blake. I'm the second born child out of my older sibling I have one older brother, Finney Blake the nerd. and my younger sister "Gwenny" Blake.

She is basically the mom she always defend me and finney since we are both fucking useless- But enough with this narrative or narrator shit let's just get into my life man.

I was born in North Denver where my parents had my older sibling, Finney and then me. I was a little bit confused at first why I had to move with my dad and the rest of my siblings since I was like fresh out the fucking womb but, then once I hit the age of 8 I realized the only reason why was because my parents fucking hated each other.

Years passed by in my life i was 5 years old enjoying the good things in life, playing sports, cheerleading, pageantry and all that good shit, they were all good until I heard the news that my mother took her own life. I thought I would be sad but mostly I felt nothing. I mean it wasn't like she was in my life anymore so what the fuck? But I'd have to admit it I do miss her sometimes.

time skip forward at the age of I dunno 10? I started doing drugs. A friend of mine gave me drugs when I was in the 5th grade. I got high and immediately went to the hospital for like having I don't know 1 overdoses in the school. I eventually would go to rehab because of my drug addictions that I can't- or wouldn't help.

Then on may 15, 1976 I was sent back home to my siblings and I never did drugs again- well scratch that I kinda did drugs mostly every once in a while.

Now After I had my little overdose, I was being sent to the hospital for the doctor to try to revive me back to life. At first, it wasn't that bad until you feel bad heartburns but you'll eventually get over it, but what is so annoying about overdoses is that everyone in the whole FUCKING school knows about it.

"Isn't that Finney's sister who almost died?"

"She's just back from rehab"

"She needs to go back to rehab where she belongs"

Well first off I actually stayed at the fucking rehab for like 5 weeks then out like 5 days later. I'm telling you l could describe so many words for how rehab is but now since I'm out of that fucking place I'm a famous celebrity or something. And now the gossip is basically like-

"What kind of drugs did you take?"

"Y/n What was it like overdosing?!"

"Y/n your hot. Can I fuck you?"

"Thank you but..no."

but AGAIN we're getting off topic.

After the few last overdoses I stopped and got my life back together, I was a straight A student, a cheerleader, and on the volleyball team with my best friend Maddy. that was when I met this boy who just happens to be my brother's best friend. His name is Robin Arellano. He has been named such as

1. The fighter since he fights people like moose

2. The dream boy. Catches every girl's attention except Gwen she finds him fruity or gay.

And lastly

3. The protector, he protects his friends, including my brother. And for some reason me.

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