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" Every badass was once weak"
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So let's get some backstory shall we?

Alana Decker

Probably the only person I hate more than Jasper.

All the way from 9th grade to last year when she moved I was bullied.

By her and her alone.

Her words and actions were so cruel and soul crushing she didn't need anyone to back her up.

She crushed my soul and spirit.

Jasper was there for me through it all.

Back when he was like able.

I never knew what I had done to set her off.

Whenever I asked her she would throw an insult or punch at me.

And Shane knew how terrible she treated me.

He was there for it all.

So why the hell was he kissing her?!

He knew who she was and what she had done to me.

She lead me to depression for the longest time.

And I had a hella time getting out.

My blood was boiling.

How could he do this.

I trusted him.

But I had no say in it.

I practically friend zoned him.

It just hurt so much to know that I couldn't have him.

That he loved her over me.

That he'd probably never love me.

Just the mere thought of that made my heart ache.

That he found someone.

While I was left pining after him.

Because I had blindly fallen for him.

I got to my front door, and I could already feel the tears coming.

Thankfully everyone was gone.

I opened the door and closed it.

And I slid down to the floor and I broke down.

The tears wouldn't stop.

I sat there for what felt like forever just crying and crying.

Sobbing my heart out.

I was so foolish.

So stupid.

To think that I was enough for him.

That I would ever be enough.

Then the doorbell rang.

4 times in a pattern.

It was Shane.

When we were kids we made that as a signal so we knew it was each other at the door.
I can't even remember why...

I didn't know what to do.

To open the door or walk away and never look back.

I reached for the handle until it stopped mid motion.

A girls high pitched voice that I would recognize any day of the week sounded through the door.

"Babe c'mon let's not waste out time one her" yep it was her alright.

My eyes began to tear up again.

As I ran up the stairs to my room.

I closed my door and began to sob again.

Until I was so exhausted I fell asleep.

I woke up against my door it was now almost 5 at night.

I looked at my phone.

23 missed calls from Shane

24 text messages from Shane.

8 voicemails from Shane

Should I call him?

Text him?

I didn't know anymore.

And then my phone began to rang.

The caller ID was Shane.

I decided I should at least let him know I was alive.

"Hello?" I said in a scratchy whisper.

Yep he's gonna know I've been crying.

"What the hell! Where did you go why didn't you answer any of your calls?!"

He said In a frantic scolding voice.

"I-I don't know I just couldn't sit there and watch..." and I lost it and began sobbing.

"Amber what's wrong where are you?!"
He said.

"No don't worry about me worry about your girlfriend you know Alana Decker" I didn't even try to hide the disgust in my voice.

"What do you mean?" He said sounding hurt.

"You should really be with her she wouldn't want you talking to a girl like me" I said on the verge of tears.

"But Amb-..." and before he could finish I hung up.

I wanted to just crumble right there and then.

But I had to stay strong I don't need him.

I'm fine by myself.

So I went to go cool off.

I decided to go for a walk.

The chill of the fall air hit my face once I stepped out.

I could see Shane's window from here.

His light was on and he was sitting at his desk furiously writing.

He punched the wall.

I flinched from where I stood.

I decided maybe that I shouldn't walk he would probably see me.

So I ran over to the garage.

I grabbed my keys for my bike off of the hook.

I grabbed my Helmet and flipped down the visor.

I cranked the keys and with a loud rumble it came to life.

There's no way Shane didn't hear that.

And I knew this because as soon as it started he sprung up from his desk.

Now he was peering out the window at me.

I revved the gas and rolled out of the garage.

He was going to follow me.

He knew exactly where I was going.