So for the next few days, not much changed. I found myself quite fond of Angus. He talked quite a bit to me, while still maintaining the clues he'd been given that I'd never talk back.
At home, it was the same. I spent most of my time daydreaming, as well as writing a new song.
The only time I go downstairs is to eat dinner. Just so I wouldn't find myself board, I listened to the television blaring in the background.
I skipped out on dessert for tonight, setting my sights on the bathroom again. I quietly shut the door, being double sure to lock it before I began to vomit.
Then I returned to my room like nothing happend, planned to stay there until it was time to meet Angus
Fat. Ugly. Nobody will ever love you. Those words played in my head constantly. And yet people would cringe if they found out I made myself throw up after eating.
I met Angus at a park later that evening. There were some woods behind it, after Angus pushed me on a swing for the sake of pretending we were young children again, we made our way into said woods.
"You mind if I smoke?" Angus asked me and I shook my head. As he lit up a cigerette, I reached into the cores of the limited sources that could manage to hold any courage I had and although nervous, I held his hand as we continued walking. "Do you want a puff?"
I shook my head again.
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In Too Deep || Angus Young (Completed)
Fanfiction"Cause I'm in too deep, and I'm trying to keep Up above in my head, instead of going under" When Violet Stone, a foster child meets Angus Young, she begins an adventure she will never forget
