Sudden death changes everything. Started with a slap, a punch, a kick or two. Until it got to more, more than Skylar Rose can handle. Skylar's mom took her husband's death badly, resulting Skylar as her personal punching bag, and it isn't until she meets a certain person that may take her or break her. Because after all, this certain good girl has a secret, and she will need more than herself to save it. ---- All copyright © Mature content > Contains violence and I may include self harm. Updates are every Saturday or another day if wanted. Last updated note 2017: I wrote this when I was thirteen and English is my second language; in other words, at that tender age, I sucked at grammar and a lot of other things, so please do read at your own risk. I am surprised at the amount of love and readers I got and with that, maybe one day I'll write something even more worthwhile. All in all, enjoy this if you don't mind young me, and thank you all for the love :)

I'm fucking pissed. First you bring up dad and the schools and that was even hitting a little too close to home for me but then you have to say you don't trust me how dare you. "I DON'T NEED THERAPY I'm DOING JUST FINE THANK YOU VERY MUCH AND YOUR BEING RUDE AND I KNOW YOUR THE PARENT BUT YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT I NEED RIGHT NOW" I yelled at her. After that I got up and walked to the door. " Where are you going?" She asked. "None of your fucking business." I said and slammed the door shut. ________________________________________ Jennifer doesn't have a perfect life but it's not terrible. She has three best friends Ally, Kate and Jesse. She also has a twin sister, but when a new kid moves in at the end of her street trouble starts. Ethan's father died his first year of middle school and his life has been hell, according to him. He's been kicked out of five schools since then. His mom thinks this time will be different when he moves to a small town. While he is there he meets a girl named Jenn who lives down the street. He thinks she's perfect but he already has the perfect girlfriend or so he thinks.

Random Percy Jackson jokes

"I've always had this feeling that I wouldn't live to see past 30. Life has always been hard for me and I know that one day, it'll kill me." I put down my pen and slash my wrists, painting the paper a beautiful red. I look at the note and tuck it in a book for safe keeping. I look down at my thighs and see the words "die" and "you won't be missed" etched in to my skin, glowing in the lamp light. I reach for the Advil on my desktop and open the bottle, throwing my head back and gulping down as many as my throat would allow. I sigh and stumble to my bed, a wicked smile on my face and an excited feeling in my stomach. Awaiting death makes me feel alive.