Behind the smile

Behind the smile

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This is a true story of a girl that went through an abusive relationship. The content in this will not be something light hearted and for those that want to read more explicit/detailed parts that will later be posted i will be writing those separate as R rated. I have modified the content so that i can keep it PG 13 but for those that want to read the rest i will write an authors note at the end of the chapter on what it will be called. Because this is a true account, the beginning is mostly leading up to the events so those reading please bare with. Thanks. Falling in love is supposed to be a great thing. So what happens when that love turns poison? When everything you have ever thought about love is challenged what would you do to try and save it? Would you lie to you friends and family? Pretend that everything is fine? Or do you have the strength to look Behind the Smile even when no one does.
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They had both been dealt enough tragedy in their short teenaged lives, more than anyone should ever have to endure. Will two self destructive teens coming together do more harm than good? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I don't know what came over me. The poor guy just asked if he could help and I went all 'crazy psycho bitch' on his ass. I couldn't breath. I needed water. I needed air. Fuck why was is it so hot in here. Was it the fact that the moment his hand left my skin I felt an unbearable need to feel his touch again or was it hearing him ask if I needed help that made me feel helpless and broken once again. I didn't know what it was but I felt like I was suffocating, like the jersey I was wearing was strangling every ounce of oxygen from body. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * This story had been reviewed recently. There are now added scenes and further edits - 2024 *

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