Domsticviolence mga kuwento

*Warnings* This story will be about domestic violence, anxiety attacks, and possibly other things some may find as a trigger. This story is slightly based off of personal experiences but the events that happen, the characters, and place are completely different.

*Daxs POV* I see her everyday, with her headphones on and I can't help but wanna hug her, this girl is hurt but Won't let anyone know, everyone at the school sees her as this tough strong, nothing hurts her type of girl, but very few know what she hides under that worn Down ATL sweater, I'm one of those few, I'm Daxxy, her best friend since before we could walk. to the world she's got a smile plastered on her face, but her mind is a mess. She doesn't think she's beautiful, she thinks she's broken, truth is, she's more beautiful then the rest. she's got red hair, glasses she hates, but I think are so cute, she's always wearing beanies or hats, I know her favorite bands, her crush. I know the happy her. I also know she's lies in bed and cries. i know this because I'm her best friend JazzyGirl is sad, and I can't help her, trust me I've tried. I look at her as she's talking to her friends and I smile because she's beautiful even if she doesn't believe it. the way she plays with the bracelets on her wrist, the way her eyes shine when she's happy. the way she gets giddy when she gets Band Merch or When she watches Disney