Fallen Angel

Fallen Angel

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication sam., févr. 13, 2016
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"I grab my blade and make another cut. I look at my wrists, which are covered in scars. I can still remember the first time I cut myself. I remember every detail." Alyssa has some issues. Her past makes it hard for her to get close to anyone, for fear of losing them. She has no friends because of this. To everyone at her school she's the freak. She wears a lot of black, she cuts, she listens to a lot of rock music, and she's suicidal. But when a new guy comes to her school, could she make a new friend?? Could that "friendship" become something more?? Will she tell him the deepest darkest secrets she's kept hidden for so long??
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DISCLAIMER: In almost ALL chapters- Self Harm, suicidal thoughts, mental illness, smut...If any of this bothers you, be careful reading it please. Alex, a lonely 17 year old with a heart problem and a lot of anxiety is hated by nearly everyone in his school. It was stupid, he knew that, but his anxiety and depression told him otherwise. Told him that he deserved to be hated, truly. He still longed for a friend though. He'd heard a rumor about some stupid party that any other time, he wouldn't be interested in. However, for the sake of at least attempting to find a friend, he went, and he didn't regret going when a nice black and blonde haired boy struck up a conversation, and life was a crazy roller coaster ever since with the future completely unknown. A/N; I don't own Jack or Alex or All Time Low or anyone affiliated, I just like to write stories and use their faces and bits of their personalities in these writings. This is entirely fictional and my own writing. I also don't know exactly where I'm taking this story, but I'll be thinking of new ideas as they come to me and writing them out. PLEASE send me suggestions and feedback!

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