Find A Way

Find A Way

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He took hold of my shoulder and stared straight into my eyes with fear," Drew. Do you trust me?" I stared back into his amazing green eyes. What do I do now? Do i trust him? Ellianna Drew Morgan, but people call her Drew. A very annoying person, hates animals and in love with anything related to art. Different person at times and a lame person at school. Drew's worst case. Loosing a very important member in her life, hopeless and loosing faith. But everything would be alright with a little painting with music and being with Jack Tylers? Jack Tylers, your typical school bad boy. Mean, fearless and an ego like the population of Asia. Or is he really like that? Would Drew accept the fact that Jack is willing to change even with a very risky thing he is involved in? This is a story about sacrifice, holding on to an amazing friendship and love. Sometimes you have to let go to what you feel, and hold on to what you deserve...
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Shanté: You were in her room, Jonathan! Jonathan: Ok, ok, I understand that but- Shanté: No, just shut up, ok! You hurt me. Badly. And- Jonathan: You hurt me too, Shanté. Quit playing victim all the damn time. Shanté: Well then I guess we shouldn't be together. We shouldn't talk, we shouldn't text, we shouldn't anything. We just might hurt each other again. He tears up which causes me to tear up. I let my tears run down my face & he continues to fight his tears but there's one that's at the literal edge of his eye waiting to be free Jonathan: ...but we're in love. Shanté: Well we're just going to have to be in love from afar. Jonathan: Shanté, I JUST got you back. Please. I can't...I can't lose you again. The tear that was on the edge of his eye finally drops & another falls out the other. I look into the eyes I once fell in love with & force myself to say Shanté: ...I can't do this anymore. *leaves* 🚨🚨🚨🚨Cuss words, sexual content, & n-word use🚨🚨🚨🚨 -I posted this story last year but decided to make a couple of changes🙂- Ps - Every character in this story is black EXCEPT for Elizabeth😗✌️

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