Going against life

Going against life

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Different people feel different things. Some people just are better at covering it up. There could be someone at school who lets say has cancer but doesn't tell anyone. This girl isn't most popular person ever but a lot of people know her. This girl doesn't have a boyfriend but she does have an crush who she's known for a long time ever since she was in preschool. She has a crush on him since 3rd grade but she doesn't think he returns that kind of affection. This girl gave up that crush after 8th grade when going into high school. As she got older her cancer got worse but she didn't want to be different from anyone. However, she can't lie to everyone forever. People always find out what you don't want them to. This girls cancer is getting worse. This girl is running out of time. This girl needs to be honest with everyone else. But little does she know it's to late. This girl has such little time left. This girl, is me. This story is a mix between my life and a little bit of fiction. I don't have cancer but someone in my family has passed away from it. This story is about a girl who is a little older than me but most of the achievements she goes through are the same as me.
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Before I knew it my shirt was torn away from my torso and tossed on the floor, Charlie's doing the same. Our kiss intensified and I felt him groan against my lips. I swear to god, this boy is making out with me like his life depends on it! And that's when reality punched me in the gut... the words 'this boy' kept running through my head over and over again until it got through the thick fog of vodlka and whatever else was in those stupid drinks. I, Ace Loughty, was kissing a guy. A fucking guy. A fucking straight guy named Charlie Simmons who of course had to be one of the most popular dickheads in Meadow Ridge High. I am so unbelievably fucked. ----- 17 year old Ace Loughty was never one longing to be in the spotlight. In fact, he craved the exact opposite: being left alone. When Ace was 13, the tragic death of his younger sister Eleanor caused him to rapidly gain popularity and pitiful looks. He hated the attention. All of a sudden everyone wanted to be friends with the dead girls brother, they'd promise Ace he would never be alone that they would always be there for him, which he of course knew was untrue, they're all just hungry for attention. Sometime later the school moved onto other drama and gossip, things started to die down and people finally left Ace alone. He moved on with his life, convincing himself he was over Eleanor's death and as quick as the whole thing started, he returned to being lonely, weird, quiet nobody Ace. Just how he liked it. That is until 4 years later when he found himself sprawled out on a bed. With Charlie Simmons hovering over him. Charlie Simmons who was kissing Ace like he would die if he ever dared to stop. Which was all too true. Without kissing Ace, Charlie was as good as dead. *WARNING*: This story will contain themes of severe depression, suicide, abuse and somewhat graphic depiction of self harm. If any of these things may trigger you please rethink reading this story!! Started: January 21st 2020

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