Kayla walked into her one bedroomed small apartment after going over to her best friend's house for movie night. Harry Potter and the order of the phoenix was what they watched. Well, what they attempted to watch inbetween tickle fights.
She walked into the pitch black darkness, flickering a light on she sighed. She had been alone for two whole years now and somehow, she still managed to get beaten up and hurt near most everyday. She walked into the small living room and kicked her hugely wedged boots off, sitting down on the couch and scrolling through her phone. She scrolled across a picture of her boss, Matt Miller, and smiled to herself 'He's so gorgeous...' she thought to herself sighing, having fantasies of him noticing her one day. Those thoughts quickly disapated from Kayla's mind however, when she realised that he was already in a strong relationship with another specialist... She threw her phone to the other side of the couch in a temper and stormed into her bedroom.
The room was dimly light and darkly colored, perfectly suiting Kayla's mood. She hurriedly threw on her pajamas, leaving her specialist outfit in shambles on the floor. She climbed into her messy double bed pulling the covers over her head, she started to sob. Even when she was with her family did she ever feel this isolated, this unwanted... This unloved. The warm embrace of sleep soon claimed her in her sobs of loneliness that were to never be heard by anyone...
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Life on the Frontlines..
RandomFollow Kayla Smith through her journey with the Deckers and the saints up to her current position on the ship. Experience her troubles, her mishaps, her ups and her downs...
