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Figured I may as well write, it's been kinda long so.......yeah. Imma start now! I hope ya like it!
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---Annalise's POV---
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YOU'RE NOT GOOD ENOUGH!! NO ONE WILL EVER LOVE YOU! JUST DIE YOU FAT UGLY BITCH! FUCK YOU!
--that morning--
After that whole Luke situation, I had gone to hell~also known as school.
When I walked in I was shoved against a locker by Logan, like usual. It just adds on to my morning routine, I get punched, kicked, shoved against lockers, thrown on the floor and a lot of other things. I've gotten pretty used to it now. The constant pain. It's almost comforting, one of the reasons I started cutting in the first place.
I got home and I saw Luke bawling on the couch. Calum was in the corner trying to help Michael, they both looked so frustrated.
"Luke?" I ask. He just cried even more. "CALUM WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON?" I scream, now in a panic. "Shit." He says under his breath. Michael walks up to me and just hugging me, "I can't get Luke to calm down!" He pouts into my shoulder.
I run over and sit next to Luke, just holding him. All of the sudden my Aunt Carol comes out of my kitchen, she has tears streaming down her face. Now I'm freaking out. "Luke what's going on? Luke it's not....don't tell me...." He looks at me. "It was a car accident, Annie, A FUCKING DRUNK DRIVER!! OUR PARENTS ARE DEAD BECAUSE OF A FUCKING IDIOT!!" He starts freaking out and hitting the table and couch and then he just leans on me crying. I stand up, "No. No no no no no no. NO!! THIS SHIT ISN'T REAL!! THIS ISN'T FUCKING REAL!!!"
I sit on the floor rocking back and forth repeating the words "it's just a dream, it's just a dream, it's just a dream."
I feel an arm on my shoulder. "GET THE FUCK OFF!!!" I scream and run into my room.
I'm in full panic mode now. They are gone. No one can help me now, only they could help. And they are fucking GONE!!!!
My mind starts to talk to me: YOU'RE NOT GOOD ENOUG!! NO ONE WILL EVER LOVE YOU!! JUST DIE YOU FAT UGLY BITCH!! FUCK YOU!!
Shit shit shit shit. I feel the walls closing on me, the air feels as if it's slipping alway. My brain feels like it's splitting in too. And then I scream at the top of my lungs...then it's over, I'm gone.
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Oh shit. This just got legit. Sorry guys. I'll try to write tomorrow!
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