My brother was my guardian angel, before the accident.. He'd protect me from people, my mother, bullies, boys. He was my savior. He had taught me everything he needed to. I'd always made him proud.
Well I mean he still is my angel, just not physically.. He died almost a year ago. I'll never forget that day.
I'd began to disappoint him after he'd gotten my car.
He moved out, leaving me with mother and father alone. Father started drinking as well. They had started to abuse me, I've had bruises all over my body, I've had broken ribs, split lips, and black eyes. I've been burned, stabbed, and choked.
I tried to talk to Blaze about it. I told him I wanted to leave home, he told me to grow up. So I did.
I had sex, began getting high, I got drunk every weekend. I'd lost Rayleigh. She began to become disgusted at me. I didn't care. Grown ups do these things, so I began to do what Blaze told me to.
But as I was in rehab I realized that isn't what he meant, he was meaning for me to actually grow up and stop whining to him, to actually do something about it.. I wish I would of done that instead. Life would probably be different. And he'd probably still be alive..
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Word Count: 226
So yes, Blaze is dead, you'll figure out what happened later.
I'm not sure when, or what chapter.. But I'd say around chapter 20-25. So Keep reading to figure it out.
Tata for now.❤❤❤
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The New Beginning
Teen FictionThis girl Caroline George- Carly for short- is ashamed of herself. But this is just the beginning.. Until something unexpectedly happens. Then, her mom forces her to move states away, even if it is by kidnapping. They're leaving all things behind...
