Gifts to Broken
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This story has many sad moments, boy x boy couple, girl x girl couple, violence, fictional scenes, lot of sweet moments between partners and family and a lot of life lessions. There are some switches between points of view, but they are extreamly rare.
"If we fight, we fight together. If we burn, we burn next to each other.", Astra said. "Because now, we are a family and a family does everything together.
We were hollow, empty and left alone with our powers. But not anymore! Now... now we finally have one big, happy family.", he finished.
I felt like crying because his words were true. Everyone turned their backs on us because we were different. Our families, our friends, our everything just flew away. And all we now have left is this bond we created.
"We should really start packing our stuff, guys.", Fran said.
We all agreed with her. Except Zack, he was too busy with calming down his boyfriend. All of this was very hard on Astra since he already lost his family once and all he has is Zack and us.
Connor walked over to me.
"You okay sunshine?", he asked.
I felt like breaking down in tears and I was sure that if I say one single word, I would. So I just shook my head. This was all way too much for me too. Connor understood me and took my hand.
He slowly walked to his empty room and sat me down on bed. He sat next to me, took my hand and pulled me down on his soft chest. That's when I broke down.
I cried and cried.
But I had new family now and I have to learn to live this way now. These people loved me the way I was and they accepted me for my past and my present.
I'm not afraid anymore.
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