BLAIR
I look at her gorgeous eyes. That irritated stare of hers cuts through me.
It hurts so badly not being able to kiss the shit out of her. But that is what I have to do for her to stay safe.
– She is sleeping now, I can't. The slight possibility that I hurt her makes me hate myself.
– I got her a puppy, Angel. I love seeing her eyes light up.
I wish I could make her feel this way every day of my life.
The journal hits the floor, smoke fills the room.
"Shit–" I say to myself.
Angel panics.
Flames start surrounding the room like they're dancing to a nostalgic song.
Angel runs to the stairs but everything is covered in flames. It's pointless.
I can't see. All I can do is stay still.
Angel is by my side, my fingers are moving gently around her little head.
I'm scared.
I feel the heat of the flames burning my legs.
"Shh, it's okay baby," I whisper.
This is the end. I hold my breath and count to ten.
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Not another summer project
RomanceBlair York craves academic validation and has always been the perfect girl, while BJ Jacobs couldn't care less about being perfect. They have been assigned together for a school project they have to complete over the summer They have to write a nov...
