Drunk bodies were all around me. Some near trash cans, others passed out on the ground.
I came here to forget something. I came here out of fear.
I couldn't even remember a thing.
That was the best part.
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Author's Note
This is the last short chapter. Ok? Ok.
Again. DRUGS ARE BAD!
I luv ya all, don't be killing yourselves with that stuff.
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Bound To Myself ~ West✔️
Novela JuvenilFrom the outside West is a bundle of smiles. He's popular at his school for nothing but his kindness. Though some of his football fame goes around. He had his dad, and his younger brother. What else could any high school junior want? But what if ev...
