"Our cracking voices became part of the music.
The car pressed on faster through the night.
As our voices lowered,
The cadence again overtook the air.
Up ahead there was a curve approaching.
She made no indications of slowing."
Madelynn Piper Rein was no one.
Madelynn Rein used to be someone.
She's not good at socializing.
She's not good with people.
She used to be a social butterfly.
She used to have so many friends.
They changed.
He changed.
She changed.
The Madelynn Rein we know now isn't who she used to be.
Her foster parents hate her.
Her parents loved her.
Her brother used to adore her.
Her step brother hates her.
Madelynn Rein loved art.
Madelynn Rein pushes inspiration away.
She almost died.
She wants to die.
She used to slow at curves.
She doesn't are anymore.
Elliot Nichols was someone.
Elliot Nichols used to be know one.
He was liked by everyone.
He used to be hated.
He has several friends.
He used to have no one.
His parents hated him.
His god parents love him.
He could never talk them.
He still can't talk to them.
He wants to love.
He could never love.
He likes midnight drives.
Ryan Keys.
He was an outcast since high school.
His parents were killed.
He witnessed the murder.
His passion is art.
He wants to help.
He wants to help these two souls.
He can not help but need one.
She is in need.
He is in need.
He is also in need.
Some things never change.
This is the story of two souls.
Two that are breaking.
Little do they know that they are two of one.
The third soul knows.
Knows of their need.
But has his own needs.
One in two.
Two of one.
They don't believe they are the bane of each other's existence.
They merely need help.
One to hold.
One to talk.
One to love.
AN; this is an original story.
The quote at the beginning is from "The Approaching Curve" by Rise Against.
Merci beaucoup.
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The Approaching Curve
Teen FictionThis is the story of two souls. Two of one. One in two.
