Story cover for You'll no longer be there for me by Graceleeeeee
You'll no longer be there for me
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  • Parts 30
  • Time 7h 16m
  • Reads 272
  • Votes 44
  • Parts 30
  • Time 7h 16m
Complete, First published Mar 17
One lie could cost everything in a small squad where everyone has a secret.

When Aurora, a girl in the friend group, realises their friend Julie is missing, they're drawn into a mystery where the group has to search. But when new evidence surfaces, Aurora is determined to uncover the truth.

As she digs deeper, she finds herself entangled in a web of lies, betrayal, and long-buried secrets. The closer they get to the answer, the more dangerous she realized her friends were hiding. Someone in this friend group is hiding something-and they'll do anything to keep it buried.
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They were her sentinels, her saviors, the reason that she refuses to let her past consume her. 𝐆𝐈𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐎, a young girl who's never known stability. Raised by a reckless, unstable mother, she spent her childhood caught between drug runs and police raids, ruining her right for a normal childhood. One night when her mother goes missing, Giulia's whole life changes... again. Will being under the guardianship of her new older brothers give her a chance at normalcy in her life or will they cause even more mess than before? Healing isn't easy and trust doesn't come free. ☆ ☆ ☆ As I lied there in the hospital bed with a pounding headache, practically suffocating me while barely conscious, I heard that familiar, raspy, deep, sleep deprived voice that I've recently come to find comfort in. "Nessuno oserà toccarti di nuovo senza perdere le mani, amore," they whispered. (No one will dare touch you again without losing their hands, love.) I felt two hands hold my face with a soft kiss on my forehead. Their rough and large hands a contrast to their gentleness. The comforter over me shuffled as the familiar person brought them up to my chin and tucked me in. "Riposati ora sei al sicuro, bambina," they murmured, stroking my hair. Before I knew it, simply the presence of them reassured me as I felt myself drift off again into a deep sleep. (Rest now, you're safe, baby). ☆ ☆ ☆ 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄 (noun): a state of being pleasantly lost in one's thoughts; a daydream.