And it begins again (Awkward's sequel)
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This is le fab sequel to my other story, Awkward. If you haven't read it, stop here right now! If you wanna read this one, read le other one first unless you wanna be confused. Thank you! "Why bother being alive when all you have done is torture people? I should be at the asylum. Or at least in jail. You have every right to hate me. I don't really blame you. I did kill you dad but... Just kill me already. But to make this clear, I love you. When I found out my sister was pregnant, I was really happy and worried but mostly happy. I was gonna be an aunt. Your aunt. Yes, I know I made my mistakes and I'm not the best person alive right now. But, I tried, and that's all that matters to me. So, you can go ahead and kill or torture me more. I deserve it. I've been a horrible person my whole life. I was a mistake. I shouldn't be alive. Just... Kill me"
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