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"Fine," he said after a long pause. "Three questions. Then you stay here and do whatever Luce asks of you." Chain girl squinted at him, as if this was something worth lying about, before sticking out her hand and saying, "Fine. Deal." They shook, and she immediately followed up with, "Is D your actual name?" "It's the only one you need to know," he replied, leaning against the counter. There was a short pause while she considered the next question, then continued with, "What were those chains and wire that you were carrying for?" D raised his eyes to the ceiling, also considering his answer before replying, "For protection." She squinted at him, clearly wanting to delve deeper into that answer but not willing to waste her last question. Creds to her for being smarter than she seemed, then. There was a considerably longer pause as she carefully weighed her options for the last question. She'd open her mouth momentarily then shut it as she thought of another possibility. Finally, she asked, "Why are you so scared of people?" D, for the second time that day, was entirely taken by surprise. He blinked, working his jaw as he processed the question. Chain girl kept talking, saying, "I noticed that you don't like walking by other people, and you were really twitchy, always looking around if there was a noise or anything. I was just wondering if you're like scared of crowds or something?" Some distant part of D was impressed that this random girl off the street was so observant, but that part was drowned out by a sudden explosive mix of emotions from the question. He abruptly stood up, walking quickly to the door and yanking it open. "Wait! You didn't answer my question!" the girl said, taking a few steps after him and giving him a momentary pause. He exhaled heavily and stepped outside, looking back at the girl one more time, locking her confused and anxious eyes with his own, oddly tired and pained eyes. "It's not people that I'm scared of."
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"She's right! She's right! I don't cut in the right spot." My hold tightens on my wrist. The red blood oozes out of my wrist. I slide up and grab my bag and run out of the bathroom. I don't care if people can see the blood I just want to get out. I race for the doors and shove through people. I earn a lot of glares and glances that read "weirdo." I ignore and push. I run to my house and lock myself in my bathroom. I don't bother closing the front door cause I don't care if people come in to kill me. I grab my razor and cut deep cuts into my arm and wrists falling into a pool of my own blood. • • • Evangeline has a great life. Friends? Check! Good grades? Check! Loving family? Check! But what if she has secrets that nobody knows of? What if the only thing she can trust is her secret diary? What if slowly but surly she's dying inside? How can an innocent twelve year old deal with these problems? Will she keep on facing these problem till the day she breaks. Her school burns down forcing her into a different school to meet different people and she has to fit into a different lifestyle as well. Meet Evangeline. Now at 17 years of age in a new high school. Not all girls anymore. No uniform. Meet Drake. Your classic bad-boy. He just moved to Saint Abigail high school. He is assigned partners with the quiet, calm, unnoticed Evangeline. As time progresses he finds that she isn't as happy on the inside as she is on the outside. Can he save her? Or is it too late? • • • Some rude language. Depression and cutting. Don't say I didn't warn you. Okay, I wrote this at the start of this year (may 2016) and I had very poor writing skills. This book hasn't been edited and the whole idea is cliche so I wouldn't recommend you read it but I'm not stopping you, either. Read at your own risk. • • • Copyright © 2017 by -moonlust. All rights reserved.

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