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I'm On My Way
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Ongoing, First published Mar 12, 2017
I know, I know, we're not friends anymore. I know, I know, we're not talking anymore. I know, I know, we're not on good terms anymore... But I'm on my way. 
What happened to these two best friends? Their own world war tore them apart. When what seems like is broken, there's a hope it can be fixed. Hope and Faith will find each other again, and when they do, who knows what will happen? This is a story I've written on another site, Quotev.
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40 parts Complete Mature

Best friends are hard to come by, and it's even harder not to fall for them. Jake and I are pushing six years in our friendship, and my love for him is undeniable now. It's ironic because he was in love with me, or claimed to be, but I didn't feel the same. And, of course, we did date. For like two months, but that ended and he move on to a girl who should have been my friend. I'm still in love with him though, even though it took me forever to uncloud my mind to realize it. It's much to late to fight for it now. It's gone, and so is who he used to be. I remember when those eyes landed on me that night. I can still see the moon reflecting in those enchanting orbs of hers. I remember how her smile seemed to be brighter than the fire. I also remember how I barely said a word to her the whole night. Kayden sat with her instead, and they laughed and flirted. They ended up dating for three months before she ended it, but that night. The night before she dated my cousin, before she planned for Boston, before I met Amy, and before everything fucked up. That night I swore one day I'd call her mine, and I would never, not ever, let her slip away. Now that, my dearest friends, is real irony.