A girl is born with a rare gift. she can appear to others at what they think is perfect. everyone sees her differently and only she can see what she really looks like. will someone love her for her or will she forever be alone?
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A groan escapes my lips as I prop up on my elbows. I was in a very elegant room that had black curtains. Silk burgundy sheets cover my waist and I'm terrified at the fact I'm not wearing my clothes. A black t-shirt covers my body. I climb off the bed and pull down the shirt to cover my body.
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*this is her room but with different color sheets*
I creak open the door to a long hall with two other doors. I walked down the hallway, my bare feet sticking to the hardwood floor. I walk down the steps and walked into the living room and kitchen. Dustin was on the couch slightly dosing to sleep, Tyler was sitting across from Christian reading a book, and Christian, my brutal Christian, was staring at his bruised knuckles slightly turning then.
"Ooh...um...good morning Em." Dustin is up on his feet slightly flushed. I don't know why he's blushing, I managed to find some small shorts that stop above of my thighs.
"Hi bestie." I smiled and walked over to the island and sat on the stool farthest away from Christian. I couldn't let him hurt me again.
"Hungry?" Tyler said shooting me a weird look. I nod and watch as he grabs a plate out of the microwave. I looked at the clock above the stove and choked on my own spit.
"Oh My Fucking Gosh, ITS 8! WE'RE LATE FOR SCHOOL! MY PARENTS ARE GOING TO KILL ME!" I screamed and my chest rose heavily.
"Calm down we called your parents and told them that very bad people are trying to harm you and that you won't be going home or school for your protection." Dustin chirped but his smile slowly faded when he realized I was still breathing hard.
"Emily calm down." Tyler commanded dropping the plate on the counter which made me scream.
"No please. Don't hurt me. I did nothing wrong. Why are you keeping me away from my family!?" I cried.
"Emily, listen to my voice ok. We aren't going to hurt you Thomas and his crew will though and we need you to stay calm." Christian stood with his hands up and motioned for the boys to do the same.
"Where is it?" I shake
"Where is what?"
"My needles. My book bag, where is it?" Dustin grabbed my bag and rummaged through it and grabbed a needle. I hate them with a passion.
"Can you do it for me?" Dustin handed the needle to Christian and Christian walked towards me. His hand puts my hair behind my ear and slowly slid his hand down my arm. I stared in his eyes and completely got lost in his presence. A sharp pinch soared through my other arm and I flinch. Christian backed away and instantly I feel the medicine. It slightly knocks me off my balance but Christian is quick to catch me.
"What did you take?" he demanded and carried me to the couch.
"My anxiety medicine. It only makes me feel sleepy when I haven't taken in twice a day or when I haven't eaten." I muttered slightly feeling another wave of tiredness hit me.
