I used to be regular. My first 3 or 4 years of my life, were no doubt my happiest. Then I grew up, like we all eventually do. I made stupid mistakes over and over again, because I had been kept from the outside world. And now, I'm here, in jail...and it sucks. Then, sadly, I got used to jail life:
wake, eat, sleep, share dull jokes with the other inmates, eat, sleep. There really isn't much to do.
Then, Eve came.
That monstrosity of a girl.
She slowly forced herself into my life. Being nosy as hell.
"No matter where I go, what I do, or whoever the hell I hang out with, I always end up compacted in one space. Locked from the outside world, and treated like a mangy dog." I spat.
"I sat in this filthy excuse of a cell for the first few years here, waiting for my prince charming to come. To rescue me. And guess what? He doesn't come. Fairy-tales don't exist kid. Or else everyone in this hell-hole would be out on grand stallions galloping towards the sunset. Not everyone has a happy ending kid." I said snorting.
"Well then, better be glad your not claustrophobic."
Ella is falling apart trying to live a "perfect" high school life. Then she meets Ren, who can see past her scars. Suddenly perfection isn't her only option.
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Ella Volkov is a gifted music student, but she's depressed and starting to crack under the pressure of high school. Her overbearing father won't even let her choose what instrument she plays. Then she finds herself alone at a party with Ren, her best friend's crush. She'd always thought he was rude, but after that night he's all Ella can think about. Now she's trapped. If Ella dates Ren, it will ruin her friendship with Jenny. But if she stays true to Jenny, she's losing the one person who can see past her scars. It's up to Ella to decide if she will forge her own path, or stay in the "perfect" box designed for her...
Content and/or Trigger Warning: depression, anxiety, self-harm, violence, sexual assault.
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