Emily is a 16 year old wanting to have a good life, but with bullies and a single parent, and a jerk brother is doesn't seem possible. Will anyone ever understand her pain? Will anyone ever be at her side? *Trigger warning: self harm and suicide*
"What do you want?" I glared at the blonde boy. "To see if you're okay" He mumbled, looking straight into my eyes. They were full of sorrow and guilt, Like he was actually sad he stopped. It made me even more angry. He broke our promise. "I'm fine. Now stop following me!" I growled. ------> Ever since Grace Jones was...