Serana Monroe is a girl with a heart of gold who sees good in everyone despite the her hard life she has to deal with constantly and James Oakly's perspective on life is tainted with the layers of trauma. When Serana's life clashes with James every...
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Serana- 16 years old
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James Oakly-17
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Serana
Feeling the cool breeze of the night, I watched the smoke linger in the air distracting me from the bruise forming on my neck. Normally, I would've covered it with layers of concealer but its nearly 2am so I just ignored it.
I touched the cigarette to my soft lips and breathed in the millions of words that i cant seem to say. Letting the smoke dance its way into my throat, i closed my eyes and listened to the sound of leaves rustling. I am a 16 year old girl alone at a park while its pitch black most people would say this is stupid idea which is right in most cases but i would rather be here then back home.
i have always loved the rain, not when its a light drizzle but when i feel like i have been drenched with it. But right now i am freezing my tits off.
James
The park was mostly silent at this time of the night, the only sounds coming the occasional passing car or the rustling of leaves stirred by the gentle breeze. So when i was walking back home the last thing i excepted was a fucking young girl sitting alone under a tree. i debated if i should check if she is okay but i thought better of it. That was before a creepy man who seemed to be at least 50 approached her and looked like he was eye fucking the girl who mind you seemed to be only 16 or 17.
Approaching them hesitantly, my footsteps crunched quietly against the gravel but when i saw the girl properly i stopped in my tracks. This girl was so beautiful, am talking out of this world beautiful. She had long silk black hair which blended right into the sky, her eyes where a deep shade of blue which contrasted with her full lashes and dark eyebrows. She had this cute button nose and freckles that i wanted to count. After a couple of seconds, i was brought back to reality when i saw that filthy piece of shit try to touch her face. i walk towards the man with rage and flicked his hand away from her. The only thing that angers me so much is when man cant keep his hands to himself or doesn't know how to respect a women which at that point i don't even consider them a human but only an animal which needs to be put down.
"Is everything okay here?" i tell the girl calmly hiding the fact that that these type of people infuriate me.
"Yeah," the man slurred "This is my bitch-" i could practically taste the smell of alcohol lingering around him.
"Was i fucking talking to you?" i growled while i towered of this piece of crap, i should definitely beat the fuck out of him.
My muscles tensed as we stood there for a moment in a silent standoff. the tension in the air was palpable, like a storm ready to unleash. The mans eyes filled up with lust as he looked at the poor girl who was shaking slightly from fear which only seemed to fuel my anger.
"i just want him to leave me alone," the girl says pleadingly who looks like she was terrified.
He just just ignored her. It was taking everything in me to hold in the urge to break his nose but for the girls sake i didn't.
"why the fuck are you still here!?" i say stepping towards him. I stared down at him for a couple of seconds but this scum walked away.
