The Faults of Our Love

Some time it's easier to grieve than to move on.

Kate Gilland here. No one important. Nobody likes me. But I wouldn't ether, I have to many secrets. Cancer. Blood cancer. I have leukemia. And you know what's worse than cancer? Nothing. Freaking nothing!

I have nothing. I have no one. Except for a worth less body, anxiety and depression disorder, and some sick blood.

Luke Cole. That's his name. Man god and man whore. Has anything and everything, except someone he actually loves... That is until he meets Kate

Luke's POV
"Holy shit! Look at that chick, man." I said pointing to the new girl. "Dude, you are shamelessly checking her out." Eliot said to me. "Go ask her out or something. You know what, go say hi." Ok I can do this... Maybe?

Kate's POV
God will everyone stop staring at me. I know I'm ugly, but it's not that bad. Right? "Um, hi." I jerked my head back to see a sexy man god. "Can I help you?" I said. "Um, yeah. Do you want to like go out on Friday?" He said. "No sorry!"