Ben was indeed a prick. He was a psycho. And he deserved to be put away for a very long time for his crime.
Cody was fading in and out of consciousness. But he could only hope that somebody realized that he was missing and that they would come and save him from the constant torture.
Harley was in a state. She didn't know what to do. Or think. She refused to eat. She overslept. She wouldn't leave the house. Let alone her room. She missed Cody. She missed him a lot. But she was determined to get him back. Back to her.
The others. They were lost. They tried to help Harley. They tried everything they could to support her. And help her.
But there was only one person that she wanted. One person who could help her.
And that person.
Was Cody.
And he was nowhere to be found.
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Rewrite The Stars
Short Story"No!" I yell out, trying to shake the shadows hands off my cold, shivering body. Hoping that he'd let me go home, and fast. "No! Get off me! Please..." Now I'm pleading. Someone come save me from this monster, this monster that I used to know oh s...
