His Arms
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Calypso was just a regular girl, sophomore at a school where popular ment snobby. Popular kids didn't pay her much attention, until there's an attack and she's the target. She fears for her life when popular Hunter Atticus steps in and saves her. After things settle with that, she begins to struggle more with her different addictions. Her new friend finds it dire to try and help, but what if she doesn't want help? ×TRIGGER WARNING× there are a few chapters with self harm and suicide in them. I do not promote self harm or suicide, I want this story to spread awareness if anything. if someone you know is suffering from depression or suicidal thoughts contact the suicide hot line or a trusted adult. this is a very very serious condition
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"I'll leave you alone." His words filled the tormenting silence, "After tonight you won't have to see me again, only in class and that's it." My heart ached at his words, why? This should be a good thing, I wouldn't have to deal with Alejandro Rodriguez ever again. So why... Why does the thought of him not being around hurt. I stopped playing with my food and slowly lifted my head to look at him. He stared straight into my watery eyes. His face filled with regret and concern. He stood up from his seat and walked over to me, squatting down to my level. "Hey, hey." He softly whispered his hands holding both of my mines, softly caressing them with his thumb. "Please don't cry, por favor." He reached a hand to my face and gently wiped the tears. "I-I don't want you to leave me alone." My voice breaking and my vision filling with tears. Layla Cruise, is the most popular girl in high school with a perfect life, people call her the Golden girl. Perfect curly hair, perfect boyfriend. However, thats what they see when she's at school. Remove the glam and glitter, wipe off the makeup and you'll find a trickle of bruises her boyfriend leaves her. TW: this story contains strong themes (SA, Language, and sexual content)

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