"No," I whispered in pure disbelief, "You can't be Ashton, that can't be." My voice cracked making me feel weaker in his eyes. I stared at the man in front of me, waves of shock lighting through my body. This wasn't Ashton. I always knew there were two sides to him. Everyday I watched him desperately fight to keep this side of him from taking over. Scar. The name rung over and over and over again in my head, piercing my ears, making my insides scream out. "Say it!" he yelled slamming my body up against the wall behind me, my head hitting the wall more force then the rest my body, causing me to let out a pathetic cry. "Please Ashton, no you can't do this I have a family-" I yelled back, a tear sliding down my cheek. He cut me off with a dark laugh, his stone cold expression glued to my frightened one. "This is your family now, Moore Blood Mafia, welcome my sweet Amaretto."

Lilah is the plain, simple girl that no one notices. She's just another face in the crowd, nothing more. Her world is very different from the ones of her two best friends, which causes them to rarely see each other. So, they share a notebook. They write their feelings and their secrets in this notebook and it is only passed between them. Until Lilah loses it in the hallway. Reece is the school's bad boy, street fighter, and also the boy who finds Lilah's notebook. But Reece doesn't want to be nice and simply give the notebook back to her, not unless he gets something out of it. How far will Lilah go to get her notebook back? Guess you'll have to read to find out. ;) (This is not edited)

highest rank : #1 in lil peep books he was a druggie, she was his new dealer. he knew she could save him, she knew she needed him. rip gustav åhr 1/11/1996 - 15/11/2017 <3 (pls note i wrote this when i was 12/13 so it's super bad and messy and unrealistic)

"Why are you always playin?" "But baby girl I'm not. I want you to be mines." He put his arms on the arms of my swivel chair and I started to tense up. "I know I make you nervous and happy and you know I need you to be mines just as much as you want me to be yours." "Peep what about them other hoes you be with sometimes though?" "They ain't got nothing on you. C'mon Steph. I'll prove to you that I can be good to you." (UNEDITED)