listen to music above, it helps.
{your point of view}
It's been 3 months. 3 months and I still can't face him.
I still can't face anyone. I push everyone away.
I search for a piece of paper and a pen that was on top of a table.
I can't take this anymore.
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C/N.
Hey, my friend..
How are you? I heard that you have someone now and you both are really happy. Congratulations. You fucked me up. You ruined my life C/N. Fuck you for all your lies, for all your words and actions. Fuck you..because I still love you. And I blame myself everyday. I wish I just escaped school. I wish I just sacrificed myself. I wish I was the only one who got raped.
FUCK C/N. What have you done to me?! What did I ever do to you? Why? Why didn't you fight? You seemed to have enjoyed it. WERE YOU REALLY RAPED? OR DID YOU WANT THIS TO HAPPEN? Why C/N? Cause I'm not a slut like Rachel?! AND NOW YOU'RE DATING HER FRIEND?! WHAT KIND OF PERSON ARE YOU. Are you even human? You're a monster. Why me.. All I ever did was love you. I thought we loved each other. You fucking used me. What was this? Was this all planned? Was this just an excuse to ruin us? You played me. Great Job! Now I'm suffering and I can't even face my OWN FUCKING DAD. People think I'm crazy. MEANWHILE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE, STILL FAMOUS.
AND WHAT DID THE INTERNET SAY?
"C/N GOT RAPED"
"C/N'S GIRLFRIEND CAUGHT CHEATING ON HIM"
Do you see how fucked up my life is?
You're making it seem like you're the victim.
I just hope.. you realize what you've done.
Where were you after I got raped?
Why didn't you contact me?
Asked me if I was okay JUST LIKE I ASKED YOU.
But you never replied..
The next thing I know, My 'boyfriend' now has a new girlfriend.
Wow. Life is wonderful in my point of view.
Agh, I don't know.
I don't care what you do with this piece of paper.
Throw it away, I've said what I had to say.
-Y/N
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{3rd person's point of view}
You stand up from the lonely corner, and call your best friend.
She arrives within seconds, Asking what you needed.
You hand her the letter which was inside an envelope.
You command her to give it to your boyfri...friend.
She asks you if you were sure about it which you answered simply with a nod before hugging her tight.
She tells you she'll be back as she closes the door shut.
Once again, you were back to the same old feeling before you even met c/n.
It was a strange yet familiar feeling.
You remembered his cuddles that were so warm.
His kisses that were soft and sweet.
How he treated you like a princess when in reality you were being a brat.
Depression. aka the silent killer.
That's exactly what you felt..
It's funny how you thought "Happily Ever After" did exist.
or what they call "Destiny".
Destiny, stupid Destiny. you spoke to yourself.
You felt empty. There wasn't even a little happiness in your heart and mind.
Peace was what you wanted in your mind.
But never achieved.
You reach for the book under your bed..
"My Story." It was titled.
This book wasn't your story.
It was what you wanted it to be.
It was full of color. Happiness.
That's how you thought life would be.
You skip through the pages as you shed tears.
In real life, there are no chapters.
No book to read.
No story that shows much of a purpose..
You have the ups and downs of life, yes,
but when was there ever a book to read about you?
There is no book dedicated to you.
There is no book about your life story.
If someone wants to know about it,
they should stick by your side and ride along
with you.
You drop the book at the trash bin beside your door.
You laid down in bed, and went back to sleep.
I love you C/N. you whisper.
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a/n; IM DEPRESSED
IM NOT GONNA TALK TO MY BESTFRIEND FOR A WEEK.
AHHHH
but no joke though.. this is gonna be a depressing week.
week? more like weak ahah im so funny.
miss you steph..
I love you sm.
ok bye now
yeet
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Love Through Music (Crush x Reader)
Storie d'amoreWe usually meet our crushes at school or a celebrity we saw on TV. But their story was different. A simple girl who loves music, A simple boy who loves writing songs. Their love will attach through music.