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Ongoing, First published Jan 11, 2014
(The picture is Stella & Max.) By the title, you might think this is some dumb romance story. It's not. Well..sorta. It's a story about how I, Stella Johnson, got left by my guy best friend, (hence the title.) I'm a year younger than Max Patton, my guy best friend. We both lived in the same town all our lives, we told each other some stuff no one else knew, (did you know he can play guitar?), and we hung out all the time. Until he started high school. It wouldn't have been that bad, him starting high school, that is if he wouldn't have started at a completely different school in a completely different town. A town five hours away. And I wasn't going. Oh, and does it make it worse that a zombie apocalypse breaks out while he's there?
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43 parts Complete Mature

-Blake- Rose stands not too far in front of the ring looking at me, her face is pale and my gut twists in ways it never has. She shouldn't be here, why the hell is she here? My hands drop to my side, the victorious feeling once flowing through me is replaced with one of dread. She saw me fighting. ------- -Rose- "Alright. Time for you to go." He says. I feel the pull on my arm as he tries to take me away but my feet feel like they are glued to the ground as I continue to look at Blake. He has a little smirk on his face as he looks over the crowd. A look so completely different than any of the ones I saw the other day. Then our eyes meet, and his smirk drops. He drops his hands that were just held high in victory and looks at me like he's seeing a ghost. The guard pulls harder on my arm and I go flying back into his chest. "Listen here, I don't want to manhandle you, so do as I fucking say. Move." He growls as he pushes me into the crowd of celebrating people. I do what he says and start walking towards the exit, but I look over my shoulder one last time before I'm too far in the crowd to see anything. Blake's hands are fisted by his side and his face is red with anger, his eyes are focused on the hands that are on me pushing me away from him. ----- I am the original owner of this book, please do not copy. Strong language and themes of abuse, mental illness and violence. I don't own any of the pictures used in this story. #1 in alone 11/23/21 #1 in strong 11/30/21 #2 in boxing 4/19/22 #1 in goodgirl 5/8/22 #1 in fighting 5/19/22