Feel Again

Feel Again

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April jumped off a building just because she could and she wanted to.. Yet somehow she recovered just fine, everything healed right and she is the perfect picture of health. She has a job and a boyfriend.. Though she did lose contact with her family after the accident, she manages pretty well. Yet, is her job the best for her mental health? Can she get rid of the voices in her head? Can she be so lucky a second time? (This story was started April 27, 2018.. the updates will be weird at first but hopefully with even out with time. This story is VERY sexual so read with caution. If you know me in person, just don't read this like ever sorry)
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"Get out," he sighed. "N-" I got out. "Nah, you can go," he shook his head. "Babe," I called out, but he wasn't having it. "I fucking risked my life trying to protect you. I almost died trying to save you! And when I couldn't, I sat by your side everyday until you could recover! Get the fuck outta here witfh that no contact shit," he shook his head. "B-but," I sobbed. "Nah, Sage," he shook his head. "I attended your stupid relationship therapy sessions hoping you'd at least give me a chance. You asked me to choose, and I chose you. It didn't even feel like a choice! I always put you first! You still won't give me a fucking chance. What more do you want from me? Huh?" "Your forgiveness," I replied, a tear escaping my eye. "Forgiveness?" he chuckled while shaking his head. He took something up and flung it at the door again. "God, Sage," he shook his head. "Please, just leave. Maybe then I can stop hurting." "Nick," I sobbed, but he wouldn't even look at me. "You obviously don't care how I feel. You're gonna do you no matter what. I honestly expected better from you," he said. "Just get the fuck out my face."

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