Sebastian's pen flew across the journal page, barely keeping up with his rapid thoughts as he chewed on his bottom lip, eyebrows drawn together and knee bouncing. He'd always been the kind of person to think journals and diaries were stupid and had no purpose, but soon after his first entry, he'd started to depend on it. It helped him organize his thoughts, and made everything easier to understand. He wrote everything in there, every thought, ever fear, every dirty secret, every immoral dream, every guilty pleasure, and it helped him find an identity.
It was Gil who first suggested that Sebastian keep a diary. Personal experience taught Gil that it actually really helped to collect chaotic thoughts and make sense of them, so he one day came home with a gorgeous leather bound journal that had the initials SE punched into the smooth cover. Being a gift from the one he loved, Sebastian treasured the journal, and never let it out of his sight if he could help it.
In three years, the pages were nearly completely filled, and Sebastian was honestly a bit worried what he would do when he got to the last page. Get another journal, or maybe forget it completely. The one he had now was special, it had meaning, it was a gift from Gil, he didn't want to stop carrying it around simply because there were no more pages, but he didn't really think too much on it, though, because in the next moment, a sharp knock echoed from his door, and he lifted his head in time to see the only female he considered family.
Katherine Mitchelle had changed a lot since they're first meeting three years ago. She'd grown into her body, was the same height as her mother, with a dazzling pearly smile that could make even the hardest hearts melt. Her velvety red hair was silky smooth, and fell down to the middle of her back, with loose strands falling in front of her face, despite how she continuously pushed them behind her ears.
Her blue eyes were bright and intelligent, her skin creamy and her lips full in a smile. She was wearing a loose soccer jersey with the name Mitchelle printed on the back, and the number 2 on the front. If he remembered correctly, it was Chris'. Kitty wore it to counter the empty feeling she often had because of his loss. She was wearing shorts, despite how cold it was outside, as well as black and red DC shoes, and a few accessories that she was always seen with. Band bracelets, a purple Winchester bracelet, and a necklace that matched what her shorter and more timid girlfriend wore.
Cameron Shea was the same age as Kitty, but much shorter, around Gil's height, just a little shorter than Kitty herself. Sebastian always thought of her as ghost like, and she had an elegant air about her that seemed to be from a much older time. She was beautiful like a porcelain doll, and just as fragile. Sebastian didn't know much about her past, but he knew she was haunted by it, which would explain her pale complexion and the emptiness that usually echoed in her soft grey-blue eyes.
Her hair was raven black, and seemed darker when contrasted against her ivory skin. It was chest length, and currently styled into a loose braid over her shoulder, where her delicate hands twisted it as she stared down at her black converse shoes. She was wearing black skinny jeans with rips in the knees, as well as a spaghetti strap with a band logo on the front. The only accessory she wore was the matching necklace, a small silver pewter disk with "K+C" carved into it on one side, and a double infinity heart on the other.
Because of her timid nature, Kitty could be rather possessive and protective of her, and hated the fact they attended two completely different schools. While Kitty went to the same school Chris had, the same one that Sebastian, Wolfgang, and Jaimie all went too, Cameron instead was sent by her grandparents to the school across town, the one meant for children of important businessmen and women. It was the school Jaimie left three years ago, and Sebastian was pretty sure she hated it there.
Not that she told him. He didn't know a lot about it, but Cameron didn't talk in any situation. He didn't know why, he didn't know if she'd always been a mute, but he knew better than to ask about it. Kitty was a sweet girl, but if you somehow made Cameron uncomfortable, or put her in some kind of harsh position, little Kitty Mitchelle became a blood thirsty Lioness. Sebastian liked seeing it, though. It scared the shit out of him, but he enjoyed seeing her coddle her sweet partner.
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Book 4: Remembering Scars {BoyxBoy}
Teen Fiction**THE SCARS SERIES: BOOK FOUR**PLEASE NO EDITING OR CRITIQUING BECAUSE I DON'T CARE** Three long years have gone by since that nightmarish day where Chris put the barrel of a gun to his head and pulled the trigger. A technicality saved his l...