𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 •𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐌•

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I pulled out the small necklace that read best friend.

He put on around my neck.

Once again I felt the happiness I've been missing.

The envelope had a well written apology note.

Talking about what's been happening.

Weeks went on, we became close again.

Hanging out frequently.

But since you were Mr. Popular that meant I was a marked women.

And those bitches stopped at nothing.

"Hey bloody bitch"

"Did you hear she slept with Andrew and Ethan."

Who the hell are they?

Rumours and more rumours.

Lies, Lies, Lies.

Again hiding myself.

You tried to have me open up to you but all I did was shut you out.

I'm sorry but there's no saving me.