The living nightmare

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The title doesn't really mean anything, I just felt like writing it........ :)

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Madeleine POV

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I never really figured out my fear of loneliness.

It was something that caused me to desperately try to fill up my life with fake people. 'Fake' as in boyfriends that don't hide or apologize when they cheat, and girls that don't give a f*ck if you're sad or not. All fake people care for is: "you beautiful?? No?? f*ck you!!! Yes??? Aww cmere lemme hug you!!!"

I learned to ignore these people.

Which meant to ignore half the human population. But it was worth it.

Marshall wasn't fake though.

His blonde hair was fake, but he himself wasn't.

He was the realest person I had seen in a long time.

And I already loved him for that.

But, the thing was, a solid week has passed, and still no word from him. I might as well forget he ever existed.

At that thought tears instantly streamed down my face. It wasn't long before my pillow was soaked. I paused to take a shaky breath and choked on my pain.

Is that even possible?? To choke on your pain??

Suddenly a knock came at the door. Eagerness quickened my pace and soon enough I was opening the door.

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HAHAHA CLIFFHANGER

>:D ..... sorry for the short chapter tho.....

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