The Hurricane
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"The Hurricane, I was wondering when you'd show up!" Now that I was doing more and getting in the news, people knew who I was. And also knew what my powers were, which made things a little more complicated. "I've always wondered, how well would you stand up to an actual hurricane" The rain picked up and the wind increased. lightning strikes hit the roof, causing the few working lights left to go out. I knew that this would take a lot of energy and that she couldn't sustain it forever. "Is that all you got? And just FYI hurricanes don't have lightning" She looked at me, rolling her eyes and shaking her head. "Who gives a sh*t?" ----- Fanfiction about Be More Chill (the musical) Posted on ao3 first.
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VERY MATURE CONTENT 18+ (TRIGGER WARNING!!). Little Lizzie was just five year's old when her mom passed away from cancer, now being raised by her father. They were a happy healthy household until one night a horrific storm changed their dynamic drastically. Lizzie had alway's been afraid of the noises that the storm's made outside her bedroom window so she would alway's hid in her, Daddies bed beside him to feel safe. But this one particular night was different. This one particular storm changed, little Lizzie's life forever no longer able to trust or depend on men because her, Daddy had changed in that one single night. I felt my, Daddies finger's creep down my arm as I laid beside him afraid of the scary monster's outside. He never used to touch me. He used to be my safe place. I felt his fingers slide under the hem of my Jammie's. "Daddy!". "Shhh, Peanut". "Be a good girl for, Daddy". "But I don't like how it feel's, Daddy". "Please don't hurt me". He doesn't answer, he never answers. Just continues with what he's doing as I lay there sobbing. Now at the age of eighteen how will, Lizzie navigate through life. Will she be able to deal with the whisper's and watchful eye of everyone around her, judging her?. Will she be able to find love after the torment she went through growing up?. Will she get past the nightmares?. Read to find out what happen's throughout her journey. (MATURE CONTENT) (18+) (TRIGGER WARNING)

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