This is what I imagined Bailey to look like so know you have a mental image of what we're talking about
_________________________________________________________________________ (Devon's POV)
She looks so beautiful just standing there. I don't understand why a girl like her could have so much pain and it makes me so upset--- Wait, all of a sudden a single wet tear streamed down my baby's face. I'm worried.
I gently grabbed her jaw with my thumb and pointer bringing her face level to mine, so she could look me in the eyes.
I ask not even trying to not sound worried, " Are you okay kitten, what's wrong?", she tried to look away but I came in and gave her a hug.
She sniffled, " Another note...", and she held up one of those God awful notes.
I asked her in a sympathetic way, " Give me it.", she shook her head. I grabbed the note and began to read it.
Whore
Today after school beware you never know what could happen. I'm coming to get you, when you least expect it. Don't forget our little deal slut. I fucking hate you and you can kill yourself for all I care
Love,
Your biggest nightmare
"Who wrote this!", I ask infuriated with just as much worry. She didn't say anything, she grabbed her thing including the note and walked away. I didn't chase after because she had a rough day I don't want her to get more stressed.
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The Lost Girl
RomanceTRIGGER WARNING- suicidal, self harm, depression anxiety and more 17 year old Bailey is a good kid. She has good grades. Unfortunately, she deals with, sever depression, suicidal thoughts, and self harms. She has no friend and no loving family all...
