Melanie and I made a promise to never give up.
We swore to fight with every breath we took.
And then she died, and I may as well have died with her.
Because I broke our promise.
I gave up.
I stopped fighting.
I forgot. I forgot about her.
I gave my parents shit for trying to forget about my little sister; their daughter, when really, I was doing the same thing. I buried everything about her as deep as I could, too weak to handle the guilt and grief that weighed me down.
And I let it go too far.
It took getting kidnapped for me to remember. I could have prevented everything. Nate could be with his family right now, eating that hearty lasagne Marlene loves to make. Or, if my heart can take it, he could've been with me. We could've been a normal couple, holding hands and all that lovey-dovey shit I'm now never going to experience.
I could've saved a lot of people from a lot of pain.
But I didn't, and I imagine that's going to take a long time for me to come to terms with. Except, unlike last time, I'm going to try. I have to try. To change. To fight for both Nate and I to live, or at the very least, for Nate to live.
I'll keep my promise this time.
This time, I'm going to fight.
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Fight For Me (EDITING)
Teen Fiction*Book 1* *Completed but Editing* Saphira Colby doesn't actually exist. The memories she comes up with, the family she describes and the appearance she takes on isn't real. It's a disguise. A disguise to hide the real her, the her that's being hunted...
