#ProudLife

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~Raven's P.O.V~

I woke up in the back of a van, a cloth stuffed in my mouth and my hands tied. I sat up in the cramped space and heard a song playing at the front of the van. Now where had I heard that song before...

I suddenly recalled a vivid memory in which that song always played in my aunt Dorothy's house in Bristol whenever I visited her.

But, surely that person driving the car wasn't aunt Dorothy... my sweet, kind and queen baker aunt who always smelt like...I had just realized something, they both wore the same perfume.

The person who had gagged me was my aunt.

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The two girls were cuddled together under the warm duvet on a cosy Sunday morning. One had light brown eyes with bright yellow speckles in them and the other had twinkling black eyes which looked as though the best thing they had ever seen was the person in front of them.

Amber. What Taylor wouldn't do for her.

Taylor. What Amber wouldn't sacrifice for her.

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Raven and Anthony were sitting in Anthony's lounge, waiting for Anthony's parents' meeting to conclude.

Raven lay a hand on Anthony's arm and said, "You can do this, Ant. You're strong enough, I know."

Anthony put his other hand on Raven's hand, "So strong that I couldn't stop a bunch of guys from beating me?" He grinned at Raven, the person he had grown closest to when his parents were splitting up.

"About that... I'm going to take fucking revenge, mate." Raven's face grew serious. "They had no right to do what they did to you. Now look what happens to them."

Looking at his bullies' defeated figures on the floor, Anthony looked at Raven. They truly were a miracle. Anthony knew then that Raven was his everything, the person who made him laugh, the person who made his day and the person he woke up everyday for.