pain||l.h

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*Bailey's point of view.*
The names people called me always haunted my head. It all just sticks, and the words they were calling me.. They threatened to spill from my own mouth, and say them over and over again, just to hurt myself. It's how my brain worked, it's gotten took over by their rude, stupid words. I was just a sucker for pain, as some could say. I was lost in the world, with no one to help me, or guide me. I needed something. A someone, just to make me feel.. At home. God, I don't understand how someone could be so lost, especially in their own home. No one understood me, my pain, my guilt, my friends.. Am I even able to call them that? Oh well.

*Luke's point of view.*
I can't stop thinking of that girl I saw in the coffee shop.. She was so beautiful, and obviously fragile. God, I need fixed. I can't go on living my life like this anymore. I wish I wasn't damaged. I wish I could handle everything differently. I'm broken, I suppose. No one's ever managed to fix me. My friend, Michael tries to, believe me, his intentions are well, but I just don't feel the point in trying anymore. Why make other's think I'm happy, if really, I'm not? I need reassurance. I need a new life, a new everything. But I wanted one thing. And it's her.

{a/n: new story, the other one was too much going on at once. I feel like you all might get disappointed, but I may eventually restart that one. I'll try to update in the car, on the way to sounds life feels life tomorrow! loves, xx.}