Perfectly Imperfect.

introduction to their lives.

A/N - [TRAILER ON HOLD:( +PICTURE OF ANASTASIA ON THE SIDE] Hey! This is my first book on wattpad, I hope you like it! Please comment and vote it will mean the world to me. Book cover made by supdanii, she is awesome! Bye for now<3 

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Patrick's P.O.V -

"Patrick I just can't take it anymore, I know it's not your fault but I just can't do this.." I hated hearing her so upset.. so vulnerable. Why couldn't I just be normal? Then maybe she would want to stay. And maybe I could be a decent boyfriend.

"Melissa please don't leave me like this, you know it's not my fault, I never asked for this disorder to burden me," I practically pleaded for her not to go. I was in a depressed mood right now. I just needed her to stay, because some how when I was with her the jerk facade that I used to keep people away just vanished. It was like she had some magical power to change me, change me into an open book, because everday I would spill out all my problems to her, and the best thing about it was that she would always understand, well I think she would? Up until this point she understanded me. Now she was leaving me, over something that wasn't my fault. But to be honest, if I was her I would of left a long time ago. I guess she couldn't take me being nice to her one minute and then me snapping at her the next.

That's right, bipolar is a total bitch.

"Patrick i've tried and tried.. but I just can't take it any more.. I-I have to go," I watched her as she got up and left, tears welling in her eyes.I guess I should go and stop her? No, I shouldn't, I can't do this to her anymore.. Nobody deserved to be with a freak like me.

SLAM.

That was the door. Reality hit me..

She was gone.

The empty feeling in my heart was something that I couldn't stop, no matter how hard I tried. Oh god. I was turning into a chick. Oh well.. I guess that's what she does to me. But to think she dumped me.. after all I've told her and after all we've been through. You know.. She wasn't like any other girl at Slayfield High, she wasn't a slut, she didn't cake on her makeup, her hair was all natural. I guess she was simply just perfect - something that I will never be.

I roughly ran a hand through my thick brown hair. Maybe I should ditch this jerk facade. It wasn't the real me. At school girls would drool over me, and entire student body would think i'm perfect, if they only knew. The reason I act like a jerk is because I really can't let people in just for me to get hurt. See where that got me with Melissa? I sighed. Maybe one day someone will love me enough to actually help me.. not leave me. Maybe, just maybe.

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Anastasia's P.O.V -

Good morning diary,

Here I am... Once again.. Talking to you. Do you ever get tired of me? Hmm.. oh yeah, sorry... I forgot you can't talk to me. Anyway, I'll get to the point.

Today is Maria's 14th birthday party and I'm not exactly feeling ecstatic about having an extra 35 people in my house. When I say people, I mean "our" τους φίλους και την οικογένεια (friends and family, i'm greek). Which means my ex-boyfriend (Terrance) is going to be here. Unfortunately, his mother is a very close friend of my mother, therefore he and his family fall into the 'friends' category. Why did he have to cheat on me and shred my heart into pieces? Please diary, tell me why. And why did it hurt me even more when he said that he was 'truly sorry' and it was just 'in the heat of the moment'? His words, not mine.