Saved By My Brother

Saved By My Brother

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mer., oct. 22, 2014
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(Our 2nd life fan fiction) I'm fine not as good as I could be, but fine. I have dirty blonde hair and bright green eyes. My house is the dirtiest house you could ever imagine. (Seriously stuff everywhere you can't even walk) my dad is an abusive asshole. But it's not his fault cause he has a bad disease that makes him bipolar or something. My mom helps me out when she can but she usually has work. Other than that she also has cancer but my dad won't let her see a doctor so who knows when she will die and leave me with that monster. The other day she was really sick and in bed and said she had to tell me something. She said I had a secret brother, a boy named Connor Franta who was 20 or so. Wait... THE CONNOR FRANTA!! Him and o2l were my escape from my hectic crazy life! They always made me smile when I need it. When everything else goes wrong, My Brother Will Help Me Escape.
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(Book 2) *Contains spoilers below* "I needed more closure than what you gave me." I half lied. "It feels like an open wound someone keeps pouring salt on." His expression remained hard and cold. Almost distant. "I don't know what you want from me, Willow. You coming here isn't closing any wounds, it's just opening up old ones." I let out a sigh and rubbed my hands over my face. "I just needed to see you, okay? It's a relief to know you're even alive right now." I was begging myself not to cry. Noah shifted a little and folded his arms against his chest. "I don't know what you want me to say." "Anything is better than nothing." I said as I took a step closer. "I missed you. A lot." He peeked from under the mess of curls falling over his eyes. "You want me to tell you I missed you too? Is that what you're doing here?" I clenched my jaw shut and curled my fingers into fists at my sides. "I don't want anything from you." Scott isn't gone...yet. But he still refuses to let Noah go without harming anyone Noah cares about. It's been nine months since Scott took Noah under his wing and moved away from California. Willow hasn't seen either of them since the night Noah left with the promise to come back. When Willow finds Noah, she didn't expect what she finds. Noah's completely transformed into something she never thought she would see again. Besides the arrogant, obnoxious attitude, came countless tattoos, a ring through his lip, and a new name. With Scott still lingering and Noah's new found attitude, there's bound to be a little trouble. Way more than Willow bargained for. And maybe, just maybe, Scott isn't the real enemy.

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