Becca's POV
I awoke in my room, pitch black. "Hm it's not morning yet" I quietly whispered to myself. Then I heard someone grumbled beside me. I look over and see my window open. I see a figure sitting in a chair over In the corner. He awoke and I sat quietly. As he comes closer I realise who it is "Sam" I whisper.
"Hello Becca, long time no see eh?"
"Get away from me now"
"I see you haven't changed, such a pity you would be great to have fun with" his large hand grabs my shoulder.
I wake up sweating and panting, I look around my room.... It was just a dream I think to myself.... I decide to take a shower. I grab my misty blue plain crop top with high wasted ripped shorts showing off my long legs and my black high top vans.
Then I apply my usual makeup consisting of a small touch of foundation and some mascara and debate wether to have my hair in or out. Out. I let my long soft ombrè hair flow in its natural waves
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Am I capable to love again?
FanfictionBecca moves to LA to forget her past, will her past come back to haunt her and will she have someone to help her or will it all go downhill?
