'"Dolly?" Paul asked, I sucked in a breathe. I hated my name, it made me sound like some children's toy and that's the last thing I needed. I nodded slowly, never raising my head. "That's an..." He paused and narrowed his eyes at me. "Interesting name" he decided on. I knew what he meant, though, he thought it was weird, old fashioned, and quite frankly terrible name.
"Yeah" I muttered lifelessly. "But, I'd rather Kat." My middle name, well technically my middle name was Kathryn, but I liked Kat better.
He shook his head. "I like Dolly."'
15 year old Dolly 'Kat' Preston was, in her own words, simple. Brunette hair, brown eyes , and shorter than average, she wasn't exactly one to stand out against the crowd and she liked it that way. So when her new neighbor's brother is hellbent on practically destroying her, Kat is surprised to find herself entangled in more than just the usual drama. She has convinced herself that this boy is a conniving, drunk, teenager who would like nothing more than to see her falling to pieces. The quiet one, the completely and utterly normal one, might just have to speak out and learn to walk in a different direction than the rest.
Paul Wilcox is a seventeen year old sophomore, you guessed it, held back. Paul had just moved to the outskirts of town with his family. To get closer to school he decided to spend most of his time with his older brother. That's where he meets a young girl, Dolly Preston. From the moment he met her he hadn't been the most pleasant person. It was his way of sheltering her from his...issues. Paul is fully aware of his drinking problems,but despite acknowledging the issues, he still has to trouble keeping them in check. He knows how much it can cripple others around him all too well. He needed to keep Dolly away, yet she might be the only one who can help him. What he doesn't know is that she just might need him as much as he needs her. But will this need pull them closer together or push them apart.
***this book contains suicidal thoughts and tendencies, may not be appropriate for younger audiences***
In which she looks for the purpose of life.
Lily Carter's parents died in a car crash leaving her and Laura, girl was depressed long before her parents passed away and with all the problems turning up now, Lily felt more miserable - if that's even possible.
With her journey to look for life's purpose and grab the small pinch of HOPE - which is ironically her second name -, will she finally snap at the pressure and finally end it all? or will a small light lit her darkened world of grief and loneliness?
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"So you know. The little goth girl who gets bullied is indeed a mess. There's this mess in her head that eats her alive everyday isn't it? What to do now Kaden? Tell the whole neighborhood and recieve an award for taking out a crazy in this world?" I spit like vomit.
His eyes warmed up as I finished, "Lily. It isn't like that"
"What is it then? People stopped caring... they gave up, why aren't you?" I fought my tears.
"Because I feel the need to care. Did Leigh hurt you? Did she hit you?" he finally noticed the unusual redness of my cheek.
I don't like the way he told me he needed to care for me. I felt like an obligation, a responsibility that he is carrying and carrying leads to getting tired and when people gets tired, they give up. I don't want them to give up on me. But they will, so it's good not to make them care for me in the first place.
"I never needed anyone. I stopped needing anyone before, why start now?" I uttered the words again.
Why?
There is nothing to fight for. No mama. No papa. No sister to love me. No one. So why would I waste my life and the time of others to fix what is already broken - and someone who doesn't want to be fixed? If I may add.
Maybe I gave up. No, scratch that. I gave up a long time ago - when my parents died, my hope and purpose went away with them.