What if feelings were the only thing you had left, but you had no idea how to control them. It sucks I promise. I've been through it, and I'm living it every single week, day, hour, minute, second I'm alive. You don't have control of your body, your mind, your actions, your mouth, your movement, or even your will to stay alive.
I've lived like this for as long as I can remember. My mother she was like this too she said alot, did alot, moved alot of things she didn't mean, and I know that for a fact!
My back story is not worth mentioning or even thinking about so don't bring it up! I promise personally I will mess you up if I here a single word about it!!!
Here's a tip don't get me mad or else.........
(Sequel to "Why me?")
I still have nightmares.
It's been years, I've tried to move on yet they still haunt me.
No matter what I do nothing can fix it. I still don't understand why anyone would treat an innocent soul as foul as they did mine.
I sit awake at night wondering, what did I ever do to deserve such a thing?
It may seem that I'm happy and that I'm a strong independent alpha now but little does everyone know I'm still broken, just as broken as when I watched my "parents" die right before my eyes.
Even though all these thoughts rush through my head constantly there's always one question that I can never seem to shake.
Why him?
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Sequel to 'Why me?' I would recommend reading the first book before this.
Warning: foul language and sexual content