Luke's POV
After 2 and a half years of her death.
I can't take it no more, I can't take it no more. My light was snatched from me, I feel like I'm drowning, gasping for air as water burns my throat, floating to the bottom to be unseen. I rush out of the house, I've decided and thought about it and I'm ready, I'm fine.
I walk along the beach, sunset sky shining behind me, my toes touch the ocean. I keep walking and walking, til my head can only just see the horizon, I take one last look of the sun before going under. I take a sharp breath of salty sea water, I'll see you soon angel. And with that I let my eyes close.
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Teen FictionNOT a true story Abused girl captures bad boys interest, with twists. I suck at this, please just read it. It's amazing, I promise.
