Lasted Picked~Book 2 [LGBT]

Lasted Picked~Book 2 [LGBT]

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Ashlee comes over to sit by me, taking my small hands in her only slightly bigger hands. Her ivory wrist are cover in white layered, long-sleeve shirt. She is beautiful, every inch of her body is beautiful. My wrist are ugly, covered in scars. The scars tell my sad story, they tell anybody who looks at them, that I hurt myself. They state that I am weak.I frown at this thought, regretting that I ever guided the blade forth on my skin. That I let my depression consume me. Wishing I could take it all back.
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"I want to help you." His bright eyes sparkle in the moonlight. "You can't help me! You hurt me!" By now, the tears I had been desperately trying to hold back finally slip out. "They hurt you!" As he yells, the anger in his voice eases out; his eyes are filled with familiar sadness. "I have nowhere else to go." I shoot back, taking a step away from him, afraid he will strike me as everyone else does. As soon as he notices this, his eyes widen, and his fists relax. "Come with me." He responds, hope gleaming in his eyes. I look up at the bright moon shining down on us as the breeze ruffles my hair. "Come with you?" I question. Just as he nods my dizziness takes over, sending me to the ground. His hands wrap around me, barely catching me. "Don't let them hurt me." I whisper, looking into his eyes, trying to not let the spinning world take me. "They won't hurt you anymore. Ever." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tivelly always seemed like the popular girl, always filling the room with her laughs and bright smiles. No one had noticed the excess of makeup that would occasionally be used to hide the bruises. The words "I love you" being foreign to her. Kaiden has always been one of the guys that her attention is always brought to. The heartthrob every girl wants, but no one ever gets. It took one drunk Tivelly and a Kaiden in his right mind to get them to form a friendship. They both have baggage that weighs on their hearts heavily. Now all they need is each other to get through the storm that's about to hit them head on. Sexual abuse Mental abuse Physical abuse

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