I woke up bright and early and did my morning routine. I put a long white tee shirt on with some black ripped jeans with my adidas superstars. I walk out of my horror room and walk to the venue.
I walk in and hug Blake he lightly picked me up.
"Hello gorgeous!"
"Hello handsome!"
"How was your sleep?"
"Good"
"GOALS!!!!!!!!" I hear Mark yell
I rolled my eyes.
Me and Mark have some history. We met on Instagram before he got big and we dm'ed each other almost everyday. We had a lot of things in common. We were both depressed at the time.
*Flashback*
I check my dm's. Most of them are my bullies telling me to kill myself, Your ugly, Your fat. 'Why are they saying this?' Well, my exes decided they would team up, go on Twitter and write bad things about me. This has been going in for a week.
I looked some more and see one that caught my eye.
It read: hi I'm mark. I'm going through a tough time right now. And i see your bio and captions on your photos saying how your depressed and unhappy. Can we maybe talk together and we can maybe make each other feel better.
I dm'ed him back and he's really nice. He's been through a lot.
*End of flashback*
That kept replaying in my head. Mark has always been there for me. Mark will always be there.
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