Fighting for Amely | Ongoing

Fighting for Amely | Ongoing

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"My mom's dead, my dad's dead, give me one reason why I shouldn't be dead?" Amely snaps in my direction, her fingers massaging the neck of the beer bottle in her hand. I watch the condensation drip down her fingers, imaging how the wetness would feel if she touched my face instead. "Because I've gotten kind of used to having you around." I wrap my arms around her waist, backing her up against the counter. Maybe it's the beer, or the fact that we're so far away from my life and so close to each other, but the words are out before I can stop them. "Because you make me feel alive." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When Amely Rogers moved in down the street...I didn't think anything of it. But the more I get to know her, the more I realize I'd do absolutely anything for her.
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#1 Teen Fiction | #1 Young Adult | #1 Romance "We all need someone to drive us mad." - The Wombats. He stared arrogantly down at me, a smirk plastered across his face. I sneered up at him with distaste, wanting to wrap my fingers around his neck and strangle that smirk off of him. He brushed my golden hair from my face, his long, slender fingers sparking electricity in my skin, making my knees wobble together. "Will you ever, forgive me?" he whispered huskily, his eyes intently staring into mine. His face was only mere inches from me. I just needed to reach out a little further to kiss him... "Yeah. Over my dead body." I snapped, before throwing my arms out forcefully, shoving my hands into his chest, pushing him from me. -*-*-*- He, is Carter Williams. I, am Lacey Adams. We were once, inseparable. The 'Golden Couple'. The unbreakable best friends, that everybody envied. Nothing could get between us. A part from being tighter than white on rice, we updated our status from friends to being in a relationship, frequently. We were neighbours, which meant our families were all close and even co-owned houses around our town. This, all is, until the day of my sixteenth birthday. Everything changed. The loving relationship we shared, was severed and torn apart. I couldn't hardly stand to look at him any more, without spitting fire that is. Every day is torture being around him. He was in all my classes at school and the window in my room was even directly aligned with his. So, what happens? My mother's mum gets sick, so dad and her fly out. Just them. Leaving me to stay with Carter and his parents, who are never home. We would be alone. In one house. Under the same roof. If I was insane before, I have no idea what I am now. © 2016 by LaurenJ22. All rights reserved.

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