The Reacher

The Reacher

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Every kid dreams of being famous. We all want to be known and liked by others, even if were too stubborn to admit it. Evan was no different. However, he had been born in the shantytowns outside of Metro city, the city which horded to itself his life's dream, The Dome of the Games. The shantytowns were inhabited by those not able to bribe their way in, leaving them with no where else to go. Growing up, he'd listen to the men and women cheering at the matches, an unbelievable explosion of voices that could never be stopped, coming from the millions of people who lived inside that crystalline city. Someday they would cheer for him, no matter what it took. Nothing was going to stand in his way, he was going to be seen.
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"Mae, show me." He demanded. I knew this would come up someday. My scars are from years ago when I wasn't happy with myself, or happy with anything really. I'm better now but I still don't like showing them to people. Most people ignore them but I knew once Ash saw them that he was going to ask. "Mae." He says again. What if he doesn't like them? What if he thinks they're ugly? What if he hears the story of them and decides he doesn't want me anymore? What do I do then? ... I slowly took off my jacket and showed him my wrist. "Why would you ever do that darling?" Tears started forming in my eyes. "I'm sorry. It was years ago when I wasn't happy and it's a long story." "Darling, look at me." He told me, lifting my chin. "I'm not mad at you. How long has it been since you've done that?" "Five years." "That's amazing, Mae." "You don't hate them?" "I hate that you felt the need to do that, but no, I don't hate them." He kissed my forehead, calming me down.

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