Loving Him

Loving Him

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Alexis is a popular, rich, beautiful girl. She gets what she wants. She is constantly smiling to hide her pain. She self harms. She is physically abused by her boyfriend but doesn't tell people in fear of him hitting her harder. She hides her scars with makeup. Austin is a silent, poor, good looking guy. He doesn't communicate a lot to people. When girls flirt with him he ignores. He's just your basic bad boy minus the ego and money. He is basically an outcast. He hides his past and scars behind a hoodie. ---------------------------------------------------------- She looked up at me. Her eyes full of emotions. "Will you stop pretending to care."I said coldly. "I do care," she said softly. "No you don't. Will you just leave me alone and go back to your fabulous life and stop pretending to know how it feels." She looked at the ground. Tears streaming down her face. Her expression turning mad. "You don't know anything about me! My life isn't all rainbows and sunshine. I have issues too! At least you get a choice to change it." Then she stomped out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
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"You were worried about me, Specs?" He smirked. "No, Tyler. I hoped that someone cut up your corpse and fed it to paranas. Obviously I was, you idiot! I'm a doctor. Worrying about people is kind of programmed into my system. It's a curse if you ask me," I surprised myself a lot more than I thought was possible with my answer. And what did he do? Laugh! He fucking laughed! Not full on rolling- on- the- floor laughter but a laugh nonetheless. "This isn't funny, Tyler." "It kind of is. Almost a month ago, I would've sworn that you hated me. Be careful, Specs," he squinted down at me, "or you might actually sound as if you like me." I rolled my eyes. "Don't flatter yourself. I was concerned. Don't confuse that with affection. It's two very, very different things." *** When you think that all is not lost in the world. That not all men are pricks and that not all sushi is bad. When you think that there is a light, no matter how dim, at the end of the tunnel. When you think that life isn't the ruthless bitch you've always thought it was... It turns around and bites you in the ass. When you think that the past will always and forever remain where it should be... It comes at you from every direction. Like a violent tsunami destroying everything...and everyone in it's path. Can you change what happened? I wish. Can you stop what's going to happen? God! I really hope so.

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