"I swear, being with him was like an addiction. And with an addiction, not the one person suffers. Everyone surrounding them does too and I knew I was doing it. Hurting them.
But just like an addiction, I was hooked."
-Gabrielle Marshal
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Teen FictionHe was leaning up against the wall of the bus stop, his muscular arm above his head, his jet black hair was messy as the wind scraped past it as well. "You're surprisingly good at avoiding people," He stated, the deepness of his voice shocked me;...
