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Without You, I Am Nothing!

A/N This is all in Star's point of view! I'll be doing Rider's and Skyla's view in different chapters because I will make them long. Or I hope so! So here we go! And if it is short I am very much sorry!! Has swear words! You were warned! Now read my readers! Be free to have imaginations! Have fears! Have love! ?Have Justin Bieber in bed! Just kidding! Have a good read! Sorry it took long enough!

Star's P.O.V

Here I am. At home. My home which is Skyla's and mine flat. Where we spent many hours of the day laying on the floor talking about things. About why everything is. Practicing spells, when we learned that we were witches. When we found out that my brother was best friend was Justin Bieber. When we saw a cute boy. When she finally told me about her abuse dad. How her brother left. How her mother ran away.

How I told her that I never kissed anyone. How people bullied me for never having a boyfriend. How my brother comes in to school and all the girls fan over him. How they beat me up when he leaves to goes to the washroom. How I get death stares when we walk or eat together. No, Star! Those are all memories now! Skyla left. 

No body cares!

Everyone I love leaves me to be broke.

I went to the kitchen to get out a bottle. The bottle I keep for stuff like this.

Vodka. My only love that never leaves.

Memories flood back.

My first time meeting Skyla at school.

^Flashback to meeting Skyla^

I was walking down the halls like I always do. This time it was early in the morning since I had no choice. I had to help with the graduation thing.

I continued walking down the hallway with my head down in shame. When I bumped into something, well, someone.

" Sorry! I'm so very sorry!" I shield my face with my arms. I looked between my arms to see the girl with bright pink hair looking just as scared as me.

 She had her eyes squeezed shut waiting anticipation for someone to hit her. I felt like I won't let her get hurt by some of these rude bitches here or those fucking jerks. I'll help her through her year here. I promised myself. 

I don't know your name but I will not let anyone hurt you. I thought but never spoke it. More like a promise for me to keep to myself and prove it to myself. 

She opened her eyes. They were the brightest blue I ever saw. Her hair almost neon pink. She was around my height. I saw the look. The look I walk past the mirror after every time I get beat up. The shame. I don't know what came over me but I hugged her.

" Everything will be okay. I'll be there for you. I'll never leave or run." That is what made her cry silently on my shoulder as I rubbed her back.

" Why?" She asked after she finished crying. 

" Because I know how after you are done with all the shit and walk past a mirror and look and see how the shame written on your face is. I have been there and still am. I know that I can and will help everyone with that look." I said through tears.

" Look, if this is some sick joke than fine. But don't be friend me to cut me lose." She said so serious, so older. It made me want to do it all the more.

" It isn't." I said with a goofy grin.

 I showed her around the school. Her locker was right beside Jason's which was across the hall of mine. We had morning class and a couple afternoon classes together.