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→ emily
scars, there were so many.
each all held a different story, which still to this day haunts my mind. the nightmares and the self-harm increase gradually.
my mother says that mabye loosing my dad has been part of the cause for everything, and she's right. every night, i have dreams of him returning but when i wake up to find out it's all a dream, it's heartbreaking.
my mother and i live in a small town in port talbot, united kingdom. we live next-door to the 'devries' household.
the owners, victoria and antonio, raised three children. matilda, joseph and then there is my best friend leondre. ever since we were five we have done everything together. you could say we are inseparable.
apart from my mother, leondre is the only other person that knows what i face everyday. he has cared and comforted me through my darkest times. he is so sweet and loving.
he would come over any day, at whatever time just to lay with me and help erase the hurtful thoughts from my mind.
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pulling on my striped coat and leather boots, i grab my bag, shout a goodbye to my mother and make my way out of the house to be met with the chilly winter air grazing upon my skin.
starting to walk down the side walk, i hear my name being called by an all to familiar voice. as i turn around, i am met with the most beautiful brown eyes i have come to secretly adore.
"weren't going to walk without me were you," he says looking down at me with a slight smirk plastered on his face.
"of course not, leo." i relpy returning the smirk but with a smile instead. i took this time to take in his appearance.
he was wearing black skinny jeans with holes in the knees, a dark green flannel with a plain black shirt underneath. his brown hair was messily done up with a slight faded blonde streak through it.
"like what you see, smith." he winked at me using my last name instead of my first.
i slightly giggle in response, "in your dreams, devries."
he laughed along with me, the sound of him laughing made my heart flutter. he stepped closer to me lacing my cold fingers with his warm ones.
"shall we be off," he asked looking into my eyes causing blush to quickly make it's way to my cheeks.
i gave his hand a slight squeeze and nodded in response before saying, "we shall."
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