An English Rose & A Redneck
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  • Reads 245
  • Votes 9
  • Parts 9
  • Time 2h 13m
Ongoing, First published Aug 02, 2016
Mature
Lies and secrets are like a cancer to the soul. They eat away at all that is good in your life. Your family, your friends, your lover. They leave only destruction behind. So why do we tell them in the first place? But what if you had a secret that not even those who you are closest too, those who make you the happiest, those who you would trust with your life could know. Because you knew that if you did, they would never look at you the same way ever again. 
  
  And no matter how hard you try, that secret will just never leave you alone. Nagging at your every breath, just waiting, wanting to be spoken. It's around you constantly in the atmosphere weighing down on you like a ton of bricks so you can barely move, barely breathe without coming face to face with it. You can't do anything because every thought, every breath comes back to that one big secret. 
  
  Ever felt like that?
  
  Well, that's exactly what it's like for me. 
  
  They say that anything will reveal it's secrets to you if you give it enough time and love. I'm sorry to say that, that just won't work for me. All my life since I was 15 years old I have carried the same deadly secret and no-one will ever know. 
  
  Or so I thought. 
  
  It just so happens that, one day running through the forest, I managed to meet the one man who is at the center of all my nightmares, all my secrets. He told me all of his, all the things that make him afraid. I want to tell him mine I really do, but, mine might just send him running forever. 
  
  My name is Victoria Smith. 
  
  This is my story. 
  
  ***I do not own anything from the Walking dead or any other movies I reference. I only own my own characters, which I have come up with myself ***
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