The Interior

The Interior

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Honestly, I hated his guts. It was as if I was destined to be water and he’d be oil. Don't believe the lies everyone tells you, the lies that state opposites attract. That was absolutely bullshit; he was my opposite but we were nowhere near being attracted to each other… Every time I was near him, I wanted to rip his throat apart, which I was actually trained to do. I was capable of doing anything. There was always multiple sides to the story. There was always hidden sides that they did not know off, that were hidden off in the shadows. I was on one of those dark, secret sides and he was on the other. However, we fought for and we believed in different things. It's funny how we're both warriors but fight for different beliefs. My belief was good but his was horrific. My group was full of fighters to make the sure the world didn't end in chaos, but his was only to make sure it did in fire and ruin. You’ll only understand if you knew the truth. Let me tell you my story…
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#1 Teen Fiction | #1 Young Adult | #1 Romance "We all need someone to drive us mad." - The Wombats. He stared arrogantly down at me, a smirk plastered across his face. I sneered up at him with distaste, wanting to wrap my fingers around his neck and strangle that smirk off of him. He brushed my golden hair from my face, his long, slender fingers sparking electricity in my skin, making my knees wobble together. "Will you ever, forgive me?" he whispered huskily, his eyes intently staring into mine. His face was only mere inches from me. I just needed to reach out a little further to kiss him... "Yeah. Over my dead body." I snapped, before throwing my arms out forcefully, shoving my hands into his chest, pushing him from me. -*-*-*- He, is Carter Williams. I, am Lacey Adams. We were once, inseparable. The 'Golden Couple'. The unbreakable best friends, that everybody envied. Nothing could get between us. A part from being tighter than white on rice, we updated our status from friends to being in a relationship, frequently. We were neighbours, which meant our families were all close and even co-owned houses around our town. This, all is, until the day of my sixteenth birthday. Everything changed. The loving relationship we shared, was severed and torn apart. I couldn't hardly stand to look at him any more, without spitting fire that is. Every day is torture being around him. He was in all my classes at school and the window in my room was even directly aligned with his. So, what happens? My mother's mum gets sick, so dad and her fly out. Just them. Leaving me to stay with Carter and his parents, who are never home. We would be alone. In one house. Under the same roof. If I was insane before, I have no idea what I am now. © 2016 by LaurenJ22. All rights reserved.

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