Diana Thompson hides behind a capable facade. One that's also strict and a little coarse. In reality, she's frightened, all of it is something she uses to deal with a past so shocking she'd never reveal it to anyone.
She was born in a town called Ri...
Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away. -
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⍟Levi
I walk through the crowds of people, keeping my head down in the process. The music is so loud that it makes my skin tingle and my lungs feel like mush.
The bass thumps in time with my heartbeat as though they were one, filling me from head to toe with music. Over the roar of music, a distant, hazy chatter could be heard. I can't make out any words, but laughter rings in my ears and doesn't seem to stop.
I pinch the bridge of my nose and groan in frustration. The only reason I am here at this high school party is because I am looking for my little sister.
She may be only sixteen, but she was definitely a pain in my ass. But then again, what 16 year old isn't.
Some of the high school girls look me up and down, and lick their lips like I am some sort of snack. I'm not gonna lie, they are some beautiful girls, but just too young for me.
I was not looking for that type of trouble in my life, especially when things are just getting good for me.
Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I dial my sister's phone number again. The phone rings for a while before I am met with her voicemail.
"Hey this is Amanda... leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
I sigh in disbelief, this little girl is going to be the death of me. I make my way towards a group of kids only to be stopped by someone tapping my shoulder.
Turning around, I was faced with a male who couldn't be older than seventeen. He crossed his arms together as if trying to intimidate me.
"Can I help you, buddy?" The boy asks.
"No, you can't," I say, sending him a glare. I walk around him trying to go someplace else, but the kid grabbed my arm.
"Look, buddy, I don't know what kind of kinky shit you're into, but this is a teen party. Now leave before I kick your ass."
I stare at the little shit like he was crazy. "Look, buddy, the next time you touch me I'm sending your ass flying across this damn room. Now move the fuck out of my way!"
I heard a couple of people say 'ohhh' just as the music stopped. The kid face turned red, as he looked to be angry.
"Do you know who I am?" He asks, balling up his fist.
