Smoke, that suffocating smell. Horrible but lovely none the less. I think that was all I smelt my whole childhood.
I was just trying to survive in this world. However, you showed me I didn't just need to survive. Because I could be happy. I could be happy even amongst all this fuckery.
That's why I want to save you. I want to spend all my years with you. I want to run from this place so we can be together and never have to look back. Cliché right?
However this story is far from cliché, this is as far from a sweet love story. Will life win? Or will they win at life?
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Brian was the boy who changed a little girl's world. He gave her hope in humanity. While she gave him something to believe in.
This boy just appears in her life, and never seems to leave. No matter when she leaves or where she goes, he is always there. But, what if there was a time when he couldn't? When he needed her the most. And what secrets does he keep with him?
What will she do? Will she be able to save this person, this secretive, mysterious person? Or will he have to save her?
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Guys this story is also probably not what you think it is, you have been warned. It is kind of a difficult situation to write about. However, if you are into complicated backgrounds, well then uo have come to the right place! See you guys later:)
CRINGE WARNING!
First book I ever wrote on here!!
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"Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun."
I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay before my eyes. I had always thought of death the enemy, but right now, I blessed it upon the person who is now at peace. Sometimes you don't need to be the smartest, or the fastest, but you do need to be wisest.
They say the blood runs deeper than water, and I believe it, because even though the people that we love can turn on us and begin to hate us, they are only human, meaning that soon they will begin to see how short life really is and how it is not to be wasted.
People who seem perfect and they look like they have no floors'; they are the people who are suffering, like I was. But I found my savior in the most uncommon place. He was able to look through my mask, he saw the cracks, and tried to fix the broken girl that hid away deep inside the girl who only wanted to be seen as 'fine'.
I slowly began to find comfort and safety in him, and I did the same to him. We were two broken people becoming whole. Someone once said when you pass, if you can count your true friends on one hand you are beyond lucky, and I even though I did not like the person that lay before me, I know that he once had true friends, including me.
I'm a 17 year old girl who has suffered more than any other, beginning to believe that 'Hope' was just another word the people throw around. Until I fell in love with a badboy.
Trailer to the side -------------------> Made By @Laura__1
Cover made by @Beautiful_Tragedy8
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