Let It Go

Let It Go

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My breath caught and ice ran through my veins as my eyes landed on him. I despised the longing I felt rising from deep within my stomach. I couldn't rip my eyes away from him, almost as if they needed to look after a year of not seeing him. He looked mostly the same, but I could tell time had passed. West's floppy brown hair had gotten longer and was pushed back to have a most sleek look for tonight's formal event. I could tell he'd gotten buffer, stronger and more confident with himself. A year had made his presence even more demanding than it was before, drawing everyone's attention to him unexplainably. The way he filled out his tux was almost mesmerizing. When his hazel eyes caught mine from across the room my blood stoped pumping. I stoped blinking, breathing, and performing every bodily function that was vital to living because I was totally consumed by his stare. His face hardened as he looks at me, old memories rose to the surface of his mind and clouded his gaze. My eyes wandered to the person standing next to him, Vanessa, and I instantly felt like I was breaking out into hives. I turned away from them suddenly needing a drink to get through the rest of the charity event. I knew he was going to be here tonight, his parents were hosting the event for god's sake, but I didn't think it would hurt so much to see him... West and Thea haven't seen each other since the breakup that rocked both their world and their families. When they start integrating into each other's lives again things get explosive as they realize there's nothing casual about the way the feel about each other. Thea learns new information about the event's leading to their breakup, and suddenly all the lies she's been telling herself about being over West are seeming less and less appealing...
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Before I knew it my shirt was torn away from my torso and tossed on the floor, Charlie's doing the same. Our kiss intensified and I felt him groan against my lips. I swear to god, this boy is making out with me like his life depends on it! And that's when reality punched me in the gut... the words 'this boy' kept running through my head over and over again until it got through the thick fog of vodlka and whatever else was in those stupid drinks. I, Ace Loughty, was kissing a guy. A fucking guy. A fucking straight guy named Charlie Simmons who of course had to be one of the most popular dickheads in Meadow Ridge High. I am so unbelievably fucked. ----- 17 year old Ace Loughty was never one longing to be in the spotlight. In fact, he craved the exact opposite: being left alone. When Ace was 13, the tragic death of his younger sister Eleanor caused him to rapidly gain popularity and pitiful looks. He hated the attention. All of a sudden everyone wanted to be friends with the dead girls brother, they'd promise Ace he would never be alone that they would always be there for him, which he of course knew was untrue, they're all just hungry for attention. Sometime later the school moved onto other drama and gossip, things started to die down and people finally left Ace alone. He moved on with his life, convincing himself he was over Eleanor's death and as quick as the whole thing started, he returned to being lonely, weird, quiet nobody Ace. Just how he liked it. That is until 4 years later when he found himself sprawled out on a bed. With Charlie Simmons hovering over him. Charlie Simmons who was kissing Ace like he would die if he ever dared to stop. Which was all too true. Without kissing Ace, Charlie was as good as dead. *WARNING*: This story will contain themes of severe depression, suicide, abuse and somewhat graphic depiction of self harm. If any of these things may trigger you please rethink reading this story!! Started: January 21st 2020

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