A Perfect Life I Have To Fake

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He had drove us to my house and I ran upstairs and automatically started packing. I packed my makeup and hairspray and stuff in a box. My bracelets and jewelry in another. I went threw the bathroom cabinets throwing out old medicine bottles.

I came across a old friend soon. I looked at it. The dried blood from cutting. Bret came in and placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Babe you don't need it anymore. " I nodded and threw it away still thinking about how it felt of the pain relief.

I packed my toiletries and some medicine I took for headaches. I then moved out of the bathroom into my room and started taking my posters down.

Bret helped me pack my posters but I kept blushing when he saw all the posters of him and The Relapse Symphony. I finished and went to my dresser and started pulling my clothes out. I found yet another friend and threw it away.

I packed my clothes and shoes making sure not to wrinkle my band shirts. I taped up the boxes and we started moving them to his car. We had to make two trips though.

As we l we loaded the last of the boxes I stood in the doorway remembering the memories of me and my happy family then having it torn apart by my mother's death.

Me trying to commit suicide a couple of times and the thoughts I had still lingered in this house. I decided I'm selling it furniture and all.

I walked out and got in the car with Bret. Tears welled as I thought about the past and how it went from good to bad but I wouldn't have changed a thing because if I did there's a chance I wouldn't have met Bret and fallen in love.

We unpacked my clothes and I hung them in the closet I placed my stuff where it goes and I kept my posters packed up because I didn't need the posters when I get to see them everyday.

Suddenly All your hate went off on my phone and I screamed with excitement.

It was my best friend Danene who saved me from suicide once she was really the only friend I had before she moved when I was like 15.

" Danene! " I shouted into the phone.

" What? I can't hear anymore your scream made me deaf. "

" Oh shut up we haven't talked in like a year what's been going on? "

" Oh well me having a attitude with my father for moving me because in the hell hole I used to go to i got bullied like all the time. "

Danene was like me but worse she was into the band's I was into but she is kind of a fan girl and listens to more metal than me.

" Sorry, about that but my dad finally went to jail when I gained the guts to call. "

" Thank God! I hated hearing you upset and I'm not their to help but soon I might. "

" Really? YOU BETTER NOT BE SHITTING ME! "

" I'm not calm down since I'm old enough in a few days I'm coming back girly. "

" Yay! " We talked a while longer but she wanted to go pack.

I finished unpacking and laid on the bed with Bret. I td him about her and how she saved me.

" Well I owe her a thank you for saving your life. " I blushed and he kissed me and the guys came over and we talked about how I'm moving in and how my friend is coming back.

" Oh great now I'm afraid to spend the night here because you two might be getting it on while I'm trying to sleep! "

Tyler yelled and I punched his arm. I started texting CC while we were watching a movie. I told him everything and he seemed happy for me.

Everyone went home and me and Bret went upstairs.

" I have a present for you I forgot to give it to you yesterday considering everyone got drunk and our little after party. "

I blushed and he gave me a box.

I opened it up and found a cropped jean jacket with my favorite band patches and on the back it said Bret's girl. I hugged him and kissed him and said thank you.

We went to sleep and I was surprised I could sleep after a amazing day.

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Sorry you guys this is kind of a filler I promise it gets juicy soon,! If you are reading this please stop being a silent reader and comment some feedback it really worries me people hate it and never give it a chance.

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