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Complicated

Complicated

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Aug 31, 2024
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"Hi, I'm Annabelle Percy. If there's one thing you should know about me, its that I'm not a people person. That sounds cliché and common amongst most books, but I can't shake the fact of how miserable this existence is. It's completely and utterly useless in my eyes. You may be thinking, why do you keep living if you hate it so much? Truthfully, I've tried to leave many times, but no one knows that. Not even my best friend, Nancy Jones. Nancy has been there for me for as long as I can remember. She's my favourite person. She even got me and her brother Kane together; Kane is sweet but only does the bare minimum. As much as I hate my existence, I can't help but want more out of life. I want adventure and passion, not the same thing different day, like how it is now. This will probably sound cringey, as literally every 18 year old girl finds their self in this state of mind, but there's this guy, an A list celebrity, and the lead singer of a band called Sketch. Deep down, I feel like he and I are soulmates. Perhaps so in a parallel universe, even though he has no idea of my existence, I know theres something between us. I just know it. I will never expect someone to love me, I learnt that the hard way with Cheryl, my mother. She's abusive, mentally and physically, she's a drunk and a user. She made me feel worthless since the second I knew how to talk. All I want out of this life is to make myself known, i wish to walk for Victoria's Secret one day. Though I know that would be tough considering its such a criticising industry. I know I'm pretty, and I'm 5'8 so in heels I'll be the perfect height. I just don't know where to start, and I'm too insecure to even try out, of nerves of being rejected. Life's...Complicated." • • 1° spot for #GraphicViolence ! - 12.5.2023
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"I hate you." Was all I could manage to say, given the fact that I was battling my emotions. I just lost all four of my brothers, and I'm being taken by our most greatest rival. We've been enemies for centuries. Our gangs have never gotten along because we always treat each other with disrespect and steal each other's junk. Not to mention we go into each other's territory and rob what could of been theirs. There's no doubt in my mind I will be treated horribly while I'm in the arms of my enemies. They won't show any mercy and they will be very abusive when needed. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if they beat me up because they were bored. "Well guess what? We hate you too." Harry commented before he slammed the door shut and made his way to the passenger seat. "I'd say get comfortable and enjoy the ride since it's gonna be long. But since you're the f***ing enemy, have fun living in hell for the rest of your life darling. Your life is in my hands now." Harry grinned evilly as I felt my breath hitch in the back of my throat.

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