//////////////////// "Get ready to run Jaime," He said before pulling the trigger. /////////////////// Jaime Bell had always told herself to never care for anyone in the zombie apocalypse, that way you never have to lose anyone. All that changes when she joins a group traveling to California. Her life changes when she makes a connection with one of the group members. Life will never be the same after her journey with Operation Bitemark. UNDER RE EDITING! I promise it gets better as you go, story line and writing wise. I started this years ago and have really progressed my writing so bare with this story :)

11 years Rachel has been a victim of Zach Herron's. And not just Zach but the entire school. About 2 years Ago Zach created an app Ratchet Rachel the whole purpose of the game was to hurt Rachel. Literally you get points if you physically hurt her. Rachel struggles with the abuse and is about to reach her breaking point. The only question is... who will win this game? I am making this into a series of all the why don't we boys and being bullies. This is the second one the first one is just called bullied by why don't we although Jonah is the main character. Don't forget to checkout my other books and follow me if you want notifications of when I publish and stuff. Please read I think this one will be really good and different from other stories.

"Please don't forget the songs we listened to or the things we talked about." I cried in his arms. "I won't." He said. "Please don't forget​ the little inside jokes we had or the laughs we shared." "Never." "Please don't forget my smile or the sound of my voice." "How can I forget something I've been in love with my whole life?" "Jack?" "Yeah?" "Please don't forget me..." Athazagoraphobia: The fear of forgetting, being forgotten or ignored, or being replaced.

A reflection. Do you like yours, love yours or hate yours? There's many people in this world who dislike theirs, not because of the physicality that they see in a mirror, but because they know what's lurking behind the eyes that stare. So much can be seen in yourself from your own pair of eyes, things that others don't seem to see. Do you know why that is? That's because no one knows you better than you know yourself. A pair of eyes could seem so kind, warm and innocent to the world, but only yourself could know the true darkness behind them. There's one person in this world who knows exactly what I'm talking about. He knows the infuriating, angering feeling of the painful suffering he experiences when his own eyes meet his reflection's. Deadly, severe, menacing: is what he sees. Everyone who looks into them simply see a bright pair of ocean eyes. Blue. That's all they see. But only himself knows he's drowning in the tidal waves of their deep ocean. And no one cares enough to notice, to help, or to save. Until her. She used to think fire was more murderous than ice. Little did she know, that would all change at first glance. She saw the eyes, she noticed their blue, she stared for a second too long, and now she knows that there's no going back. He'll claim her. ~If I take a step away from him, he takes a step closer to me. If I run, he'll find his way back.~ ~I'm trying my goddamned hardest to not act on the ache I'm feeling to place my lips on hers, just to have a little taste, because I don't want to appear as some sex-driven teenage boy who just wants to claim her body. Because I don't. I want to claim her heart.~ *Mature content: Strong language, aggressive behaviour, sexual content etc.* Note: Don't skip past the prologue. A bit of the dialogue or description in the first half of the book may seem slightly immature; I'll have to edit that when I get the chance. Started: 31/08/18 Completed: 02/04/19

"I didn't care that we hadn't talked in months. I ran straight towards him and jumped in his arms."

*Sequel to I Depend On You* "Iris there's nothing that'll make him feel better. He needs to know the truth about you before he hurts himself."