Is This Rejection?

"-Maybe. Maybe I don't have to be this person."

I stammered out my lungs refilling rapidly with the crisp air, as my eyes stayed in contact with the softness of his.

"Then don't" He spoke face alight with a new reinforced sense of hope. Bringing his rough hands to my face he stroked his thumb across my cheek gently. Then all too suddenly it was if a switch was flipped, I was the backseat driver in my own body as the soft frown encased on my face grew into a cruel smirk.

"Too bad I'm addicted to being this person," He froze as his brain acknowledged my words. It seemed as if he went to pull away but it was already too late, within his next breath my hand was wrist deep in his chest.

Cassie is one of a kind, the only, in fact. But instead of life looking up in her eyes it plummets at a never ending rate.
Will she be able handle all the lies and betrayal headed her way or will she crack under the pressure? And lose the one thing she needs to navigate through this...
Her hope.
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Not teen wolf fanfic
IS SLOWLY BEING EDITED- You have been warned