I Hate This, Reader

I Hate This, Reader

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"ɹǝdsɐɾ" "i told you to stop texting, or typing at all, upside down like that" "Shut up. Are you ready?" "im not even ready for dinner" "Senior year here we come!!" "yay." "No- YAY!!" "youre a nerd and im blocking you, Stella." "Nooonononononononono wait!!" <blocked> "j a s p e r" "Stella i blocked you for a reason" "And didn't block me on everything for a reason! Lets ace this last year of high school and have great lives!!!" Stella, I can't even explain how hard that is for me. I can't explain it to anyone. I'm alone. Falling into a void. A pit. Darkness. I'm Jasper, and I hate this, Reader
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For every question WHY You were my BECAUSE Anxiety. Depression. Panic Attacks. A small touch of Haphephobia. After years of abuse and sadness, Charlotte finally puts her past behind her and starts over. She finds a new job, a new group of friends, and Axel; life can't get any better. She can finally breathe. She starts to experience happiness and love, but her past keeps coming back to haunt her, showing up at the worst moments and taking her happiness away. She's thrown back into it face first; the drugs, the gangs, the ex that she promised wouldn't lay a hand on her again... Her new life mixes with her old and her secrets are revealed, promises are broken, and everything becomes too much. ------- "I can't just shut it off." I speak softly, wanting Axel to understand that this is who I am. This is the real Charlotte. "I know. You just...you don't have to be alone anymore, Char." My eyes focus on our entwined fingers as my heart beats wildly in my chest, his words repeating in my head. I stare, feeling the weight of his words sink in slowly. Being alone is all I've ever known. "Let me prove it to you." His words sound like a promise, and I gulp, my eyes finally finding his. I find myself wanting to believe him. Wanting to trust him. So I do. "Okay." ------- #2 in Anxious - 1.2025 #1 in Sober - 2.2026

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