Me and Sam were walking in L.A. to our apartment complex when we saw a young teenage girl smoking while leaning against a building. We looked at each other with concern. Then we went over to her.
"Hey, little girl. You know smoking kills right?"
Sam asked her and she blew the smoke out before looking at us blankly.
"I don't really care because i love how it feels."
I sighed and got a little closer to her.
"Hey little girl, you're falling apart."
I told her, gently setting one of my hands on her shoulder.
"I don't really care."
I saw the look in her eyes and spoke to her sincere.
"Cause someone broke your heart, didn't they?"
She nodded while looking down. I hugged her gently.
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Colby Brock Imagines 2
RandomThis is the second book to my 170 CHAPETER imagine book "Colby Brock Imagines". Go check it out!
