I am a monster. I am a freak. I am a happy yet depressed girl. I have no life. No friends. No one cares for me. Wait someone does Jc...unless...? Those thoughts destroyed me.
I had a bad home. I had a awful relationship with my family. The only one I was close to was my Grammy. Grammy helped me before I met Jc. She was like a fallen angel. Grammy was a wispy frail 65 year old lady. Her physical health declined due to smoking, but her mental health was better than ever. Grammy helped me understand Jc. Grammy helped me so much. She told me to take it slow so I did.
I only texted Jc once a day unless he texted me first. We hung out sometimes but mostly we hung out at school. The only real difference is that he was mine and I was his. We now knew how each other felt. That's smooth sailing right ? Wrong! I wanted to feel safe but I felt so nervous. I was scared I wanted to impress Jc. But how?
I decided it was time to let loose. I called Grammy. She didn't answer. I left her a voice mail. Grammy I'm done I can't do this anymore. I ended the call and almost immediately I received 2 messages. One from Grammy and one from Jc.
I think Grammy was a little too late.
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A "fine" life
FanfictionA Jc Caylen fan-fiction! CLEAN! Not completed yet. -------------------------------------- Jc and I had been best friends for a long time. I look back now cherishing those precious moments. I still love him too bad he forgot me. The following chap...
