Ellie,
To quote John Green (and the dictionary), one's hamartia is their fatal flaw. If you asked anybody else, they would tell you my hamartia is that I'm a douchebag. But they don't know me. My true hamartia is my fear of attatchment-my fear of love. On the outside, it seems like I'm just a player; when I think the relationship is getting into all that commitment and 'I love you so much' shit (especially during the first week), I'll dump her. It's what I've done the past three years of highschool, and other than the mobs of fangirls who pretend to despise me, it works fine . Before you rant on me, I'm not using anybody for a physical relationship. Believe it or not, I start out liking that girl, yet I still try not to become emotionally attatched. Note also that although it sounds like I've done this with many people, I've only broken up with about five or six. School starts soon, by the way. Senior year will most likely be anything but fun or exciting like Jenn says. College has probably wiped her memory of highschool, especially since she's always been a heavy partier. I'm pretty sure that's the only thing we have in common these days. Oh shit. That's great. Nothing's better than sounding like a fucking 900 year old man reminiscing about the olden days when he was... you know, like 100 or something. Anyways, I should probably go downstairs 'cause Ashley's yelling at me again.
Farewell, my dearest Ellie.
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I closed the leather bound book and buried it in my sock drawer. If Ashley found it she'd probably tease my ass about being 'sensitive' or 'poetic'. I'm a fucking man and I'd prefer not to come off as either of those.
"ELLIOTT, GET YOUR ARSE DOWN HERE." Ashley was screeching like a banchee (the usual), so just to piss her off more, I took my sweet time walking down the stairs. I wonder what she's going to yell at me about this time.
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How did you guys think Elliott's POV was? I GREATLY appreciate suggestions on how to make the story more realistic, so leave any in the comments if you'd like. This was short, so the next chapter will most likely be longer (also because he'll meet somebody important). Another thing is that if you would prefer me to censor words, please request that because anything for you :)
Hope you enjoyed and until next time,
♡angela♡
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