y/n is a 13 year old girl with a traumatic background and struggles with sh, ed and PTSD .
she feels like no-one wants to adopt her, but that changes when a girl with red roots walks in the room.
The story gets better as it goes along
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I chap on y/n's door wanting to see if she's awake or not. I open her door to see cuts all over her body.
This is what y/n was wearing:
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As she was sleeping I looked at her cuts and kissed her forehead then walked out.
*Y/n's pov* I woke up and I saw Billie coming out of my room. I really hope she didn't see any of my fresh cuts from yesterday.
I decided to get up and dress into this:
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After that I went down to brush my teeth, when I open the door I see upset looking Billie.
Y "yes?" B "can we talk please?"
I think she knows.
B "I saw your hurting yourself again. You can't be doing this baby I love you so much and i can't bare to see you like this." I just look at her in fear and I can't move my body. Suddenly I can't breath and my vision goes blurry and tears full from my eyes
I feel Billie start to pick me up into her room and she starts to hold me like a child on her bed. I feel Billie whisper things into my ear but I can't make out what she's saying.
She moves my head to her chest so I can hear her heartbeat and my breathing goes back to normal along with my vision. Y "I'm sorry Billie don't know what I was thinking" I say sobbing into her shoulder B "baby your alright, I'm gonna make sure you get better" I dont say anything I just continue sobbing into her shoulder
