Present Time
"Hey there sweetie, how are you feelin' today?" I hear the same question, from the same voice, from the same person.
I tear my eyes off the wooden table to meet theirs. I make small movement, forcing my weak body to slouch in the same chair that I've been sitting in for the past wek.
"I'm fine." I shrug looking back down at the table, fiddling with my fingers trying to distract myself. I really hate this place. The thought that has been pounding in my head, making me hate this place even more.
She sighs, "Tyler, when you decide that you want to open up to us, and accept our support, you can leave." I instantly looked up to see if what she said was true. She nodded her head,"We know you don't like it here, so if cooperate with us, we will let you go home."
Do this for him.
But he left.
Stop. You need the help.
I sigh and look up. "Okay. I'll talk."
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Teen FictionA young teen, Tyler lived with her best friend and boyfriend, Jace. She thought that positive things were finally coming for them, but when Jace was found dead Tyler had lost her everything. After his death it left her in pain and sorrow, until she...
