Beauty and drugs|| 15+ NSFW

Bruises on her pale legs and faded scars on her thighs. Depression is the unseen, unheard, silent killer. The young teenage girl, Emily was too scared to look at herself in the mirror because she didn't want to see if those words were true, She didn't want to prove the world right, That she doesn't belong here. Emily still didn't think she was worth it Because every time she saw her reflection, she didn't know who was staring back, and that's how the story began. The teenagers were gathered in a circle and they were basically forced to tell the group about their problems and why they fell into hell, also know as, "group therapy" meanwhile the other teens was "Listening". There was, "this boy" in the group but he was so different for some reason. He was only one year older than the girl named Emily and his name was Isaac. His gorgeous chocolate brown eyes carried this stubborn hatred of the world and his brown hair looked so soft.
A curious sensation of terror came over her. She knew that She had to come face to face with someone whose mere personality was so fascinating yet so dangerous.