Brutal Love
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  • Reads 9,969
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  • Parts 55
  • Time 4h 18m
Ongoing, First published Jan 04, 2017
Ever since her parents died, Winnie has been on her own. She was sent to her aunts, but after a few weeks she packed a few things and ran away. Her aunt had treated her like Cinderella, making her feel worthless and making her do all the work, beating her if she didn't do it or didn't do it properly. Only 15, Winnie  walks the streets of San Francisco with little cash in her pockets. But she didn't feel alone. She had Green Day in her ears. The band that made the pain go away.

(Ps...this takes place in 2011, before the trilogy is released. Also, in this time-line,  Billie doesn't do drugs and doesn't flip out like he did at iheartradio)




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