"You will never be good enough for him. He would never love you. nobody would." the voice echoes.
"Stop just please stop!" I shout. Voices in my head they just won't shut up. I just texted Noah.
"What is it Melanie?" he asks as he walks in.
"I can't be your girlfriend anymore." I say
"You can't do that. It's not fair."
"Life isn't fair Noah."
"It's the voice isn't it. We can work through this I can help!" He says. He's so sweet, it hurts.
"No. I can't do this anymore."
I storm outside and get in the car. I start it and drive. I've had my license for just a few days but I couldn't drive.
But right now I'm too angry.
I drive off. I look down at my phone, there's a text.
Noah: Melanie come back. I can help. I love-
That's all I can read until the crashing off the car and mine mash together. I black out. I've been left absolutely mesmerized by the silence. I'm breathless. And I have to question
Am I dead?
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A Twisted Kind of Love
Teen FictionWhen her mother kills her self and leaves her to live with her dad in Wisconsin. When making friends, violin, singing, and bonding come in, she feels bittersweet. When falling in love turns into a battle, and going through severe tragedies just to g...
