"JUST FRIENDS"

"JUST FRIENDS"

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"How are you so positive! Life is worthless!" Emmet screamed at me "Life is not worthless if you at actually live it." I said calmly even though he was screaming "I don't know how you do it, after all that's happen to you, you manage to make the best of it." "And that's all you have to do" I said as I pulled him into a passionate kiss. _________ Brooklyn Laydons (17 years old) has been on her own since she was 10 years old with her mother who drinks, does drugs, and plainly acts like a teenager, sometimes she wonders if that's really her mother, and for her father she doesn't like to talk about him, he left her and her mother alone since she was 10, so you can tell she's a tough girl. On the other hand Emmet Reynolds (17 years old) has everything, but nothing. He has money, the biggest house in all of Florida, girls who would do anything to get close to him, a beautiful girlfriend who's on the cheerleading squad, but what he doesn't have is parents who really care for him, a purpose to live life, real friends, and someone who truly loves him. All he wants to do is end his life until he meets Brooklyn.
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[BWWM] I was only twelve years old when the world turned cold. The day my mom died in that car accident, I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my heart. My dad, who had always been my hero, suddenly became a stranger, filled with rage and blame. He couldn't see that I was hurting, too; he only saw me as a reminder of his loss. The accusations cut deep. He said it was my fault for being there, for not doing something to save her. For being the reason she was in the car in the first place. In the years that followed, things only got worse. The abuse started gradually-a harsh word here, a shove there-but it escalated, leaving scars that I carried long after the physical pain faded. I was drowning in my own despair, struggling to keep my head above water while my father's anger raged like a storm around me. I only had a break from his anger when I started living with Aunt Dina-my mom's older sister. Well, that was because she found me nearly dead on my bed after I took a dozen pills. I was tired of living. I had hit rock bottom. The harsh whispers that followed me around and the stares at school. I pretended not to notice, like it didn't bother me. But it did. I was alone. Then came Athalia, a ray of sunshine cutting through my darkness. With her, I felt something I hadn't felt in years-happiness. She became my light through the darkness and my lifeline. ••••••••••• ● Warnings ⚠️ ~ Mention of suicide ~ Anxiety attacks ~ Rape attempt ~ Mention of self-harm ~ Depression

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