nail polish // c.h.
everyone said that nails were painted to suit someone's mood. but her nails were always painted black. {{book 4}}
everyone said that nails were painted to suit someone's mood. but her nails were always painted black. {{book 4}}
sometimes the scars were there, sometimes they weren't. it all depended on the concealer. {{book 3}}
she'd disappear with strange men and return an hour later, her lipstick smeared and eyes damp with tears. {{book 2}}
she'd glide on her mascara, using her hair to cover up the badly masked bruise on her face. {{book 1}}
about the girl that loved colors almost as much as she loved him. book one of the suicide series.
"will you be here tomorrow?" "same time, as always." book two of the suicide series.
"does she even know everything she's ruined?" book three of the suicide series.
If you were to mention her name in a locker room, or in a girls bathroom, you would always get the same look and smirk sent in your direction. Because she was an urban legend. Someone people told their younger siblings about when they wanted to brag about how awesome it was to be a teenager. The details and the ending...