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you saved me

you saved me

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture7 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication lun., mai 4, 2026
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Skyler is a pretty normal teenager, but she isn't really like that. Skyler has a life changing event happen and she moves. Then she meets a boy and his friends and they show her what it's like to actually depend on someone other than herself. I apologize for any misspelling in the following chapters I swear I'm a little dyslexic. tw!! sh, harsh language, fighting,SA or rape, smoking, bulling. if you feel like you might be triggered by any of these please do not read, the rape will not be descripted if I forget put a TW at the top of chapters or forget to add a picture or misspell smth please tell me. This story is very confusing and I apologize I didn't know what to write so it may be a bit confusing. And all photos used in the cover and story are from Pinterest and I don't know who those people are so props to them
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"Dad!" I yell as I walk into the house. I'm greeted by nothing, except silence. My dad is rarely home, I don't know what I am expecting. Ever since my mom died, he's been nothing but distant with me. I mean, he was always distant, even before mom passed, but before, I thought that he just didn't care about me, now... I know he doesn't. ********** "Hello?" I say through the phone, grabbing a cloth, running it through the faucet, and pressing it against my knee. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" I hear a chorus of people yelling through the crackly phone. I start to laugh. ******** My mom had died. My dad is an alcoholic that doesn't care about me. I have three best friends. One new friend (Who's a bartender/stripper/lesbian). A great job as a DJ at this amazing club. And a whole new idea to get away from my dad and stop holding on to the past. ********** "It called and emancipation," she said through the phone, laughing, knowing that I was anxious. What the HELL is emancipation!? How can it get me away from my dad!? ******** Then I meet him.

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