Saviors
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Ongoing7m
Last published Wed, Sep 3, 2014
"Hey." I walked over to Luke and tried to give him a hug.
"What are you doing? Get off of me." He looked down on me with a stern face.
"What do you me-" he cut me off.
"I mean, why are you throwing yourself on me?" He had a glimmer in his eye, I'm not sure, but If I had to guess, I would say it was regret or sorrow.
"Okay, I see where this is going... Sorry I bothered." I turned and saw Madison with a smirk on her face and basically the whole school staring at me. I was humiliated.
"London, wait." He said quietly.
Disclaimer: I am not romanticizing self harm or depression.
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