This is for the girls, the gays, the people that have always felt different due to who they identify as, who they are attracted too and the hardships they come through.
This book has triggering topics such a self h!rm, ect, please take care of your...
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I woke up feeling ecstatic, feeling like everything had changed for the better. I was at peace and Noelle was back, back in my life.
I pulled back my curtains to reveal the harsh light of the sun stinging my eyes, but instead of wincing away, I embraced it.
The sun blaring down onto my face had never felt so good before, it was annoyance but now it was a blessing.
My mom noticed my brightened expression, she was confused but she learnt to accept my good days as they were rare.
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I practically skipped into the gates that morning and engulfed Ivy into a bear hug.
"What the fuck", she exclaimed with bewildered look on her face.
I just smiled at her and squeezed her hand as a reply.
To be fair, she was happy enough to continue our day, probably not daring to ask what caused such a pep in my step.
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We were giggling as we strolled into the common room, only really focused on ourselves and how to make our comments funnier.
Of course, I had to check for Noelle, so she could see I was laughing and having fun without her.
My eyes darted amongst the room, searching for her familiar blonde hair.
And then I saw her.
It was as if time had stopped, I was frozen, I could hear Ivy trying to talk to me, grabbing my hand, trying to get my attention.
I was glued to the spot and I wished the earth would gulp me into the ground.
There she was. My Noelle, cuddling up to that bastard, kissing her cheek, brushing through her hair. I stared as she caressed the girl's thigh, massaging it as she moved.
