"No! Seriously! Adam! We're just friends!" I hissed furiously. "Okay... are you sure?" He smirked. I glared at him angrily. "I don't like (Y/N) okay!?" "You don't like me?" I heard a small voice behind me. I turned around. "Not the way Adam thinks!" "What way does he think?" She whispers. "I think you two are dating," Adam states. "We're not?" Her lip quivers. I look down. "Okay... I understand. All those nights were nothing-" "No. Wait!" "No, it's okay Max. It's probably for the best," she breathed unevenly. She turned and walked away. "Geez Max, you really don't know?" Alesa walked up to me. "Know what!?" I yelled. "Take it from a girl. SHE'S YOUR GIRLFRIEND!" She yelled. "What?"

This is the edited version of Broken, one of my top stories. I believe since it's almost Christmas, I should give a present of a better version of it. I'll be using the same story line with different parts in it. I'll take out some parts, and parts that are just not right for the story. I'll keep all the main characters, but read the first one before reading this one to understand what is going on. Basically, it's about Markiplier saving young Lyca, a ten year old who is abused by her older brother, and that's just the tip of the iceberg.

[STRIKE ME DOWN] Meaning: To hit sharply, as with a hand, fist, weapon, or implement... To cause someone or something to fall by a blow. ∝ "She thinks she's all grown up because of what she's had to go through but she isn't, she's still a kid." I heard the voice of my grandfather speaking to Daryl. "You're wrong, she's not a kid, especially after what she's been through." Daryl said sternly, making a small smile turn the corners of my lips.

The end of one world is only the beginning of a new one. [Daryl Dixon]