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Just Another Hand
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Continúa, Has publicado mar 18, 2015
Sixteen year old Cherish Hewite has never known the love of a mother or father. Has never had someone hold her and tell her that tomorrow would be better. The last time she had grasped a hand it had been the very hand that had crushed her heart, that had rubbed salt into the wound that had just began to heal, so when caring and sweet Judah Morrison comes along, how could she possibly get close, but at the same time, how could she stay away from someone who was wedging their way into her heart? (May be  unpublishing)
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"I may not remember much, but I do know that I had the best time with you last night." Charlie drops his hand from his mouth and lifts his head to stare into my eyes, pushing his hair back from his face at the same time. "And I know this is awkward now, because I'm pretty sure we were both naked together in bed last night..." I choke on air, trying to dispel the imaginary object from my throat. Charlie reaches out and lightly grasps my hand; my eyes slide from our interlocked fingers to his shining pupils. "...but I still wouldn't change a single thing about it. So, I really do look forward to hearing from you later, Kaiydeen." It's like I've been taken hostage by his electric stare. I don't want to look away. I never want to look away. The busy noises of the street and the honking of the traffic fade as I lose focus, nothing strong enough to force my attention away from this boy. Finally, Archer loudly clears his throat as he flings his door open and plops into the car with a huff, breaking the trance between the two of us. I look away as I withdraw my hand from his grasp, trying to figure out what the hell just happened. This is going to be a long 6 months. ●●● Kaiydeen has always known what she wanted, more like who, but she never knew exactly how to get it. So she's complacent with biding her time until it, actually he, comes to her; no matter how long that takes. But then one day she crashes into someone she doesn't expect. Someone that has always had an eye for her, and he isn't satisfied with biding his time until she's his. But when the one person she's always wanted admits he wants her, too, she's forced to make a choice. Should she go for the boy she just met or the boy she's always known? There is some use of mature language in this story, so if your eyes are innocent and you want them to stay that way this might not be the story for you. Credit to @slueths for the incredible cover!!
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I smiled as I watched my closest friends be happy. That's all I've ever wanted, right? Make those around me happy, but it's hard sometimes. It's hard to watch those around you be happy when you can't manage to be happy yourself. But don't worry. It'll get better, right? That's what they say. Maybe they're right. I should just trust them. Trust. I have too much of that sometimes. I guess it's a bit of a price when you wear your heart on your sleeve. It gets knocked around pretty easily. It gets scratched and torn every now and then. My brother and sister, Aaron and Malissa, have always told me that I've always worn my heart on my sleeve. I may wear my heart on my sleeve, but I can't help but do whatever I can to protect it. Closing people out is usually the best way, but that's hard when you have kind heart. If there's any emotion I can hide, it's love. Well, at least I think so. I try, okay? Doesn't mean I'm good at it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hello fellow potatoes! Fair warning: This story will have some depressing themes and possibly some triggers. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ALL CREDIT GOES TO JESSICA. HER CHANNEL IS RIGHT HERE: https://www.youtube.com/user/ChallengeAcceptedInc