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DIRTY GUILT
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Oct 23, 2019
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Romance
With addictions she can't hide anymore and depression she can't take, normal girl, Cseleste Aarons, has hit a dead end. Lighting up every night and sleeping at friends houses to avoid the sorrows of public school isn't quite working for her anymore. She thinks too much and eats too little, and sadly, her parents don't know what's best for her. They send her to the school therapist, the beginning of the end. Bonds are made, promises are broken, tragedy struck. Soon enough, the only question left behind is how will she survive? Warning: Contains The Use Of: Violence / Sexual Content / Foul Language / Possibly Triggering Events / I do NOT own any band members/famous people or song lyrics mentioned(unless they're mine and I will state when), but I DO own this story so do not take it. Multi AU
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Shanté: You were in her room, Jonathan! Jonathan: Ok, ok, I understand that but- Shanté: No, just shut up, ok! You hurt me. Badly. And- Jonathan: You hurt me too, Shanté. Quit playing victim all the damn time. Shanté: Well then I guess we shouldn't be together. We shouldn't talk, we shouldn't text, we shouldn't anything. We just might hurt each other again. He tears up which causes me to tear up. I let my tears run down my face & he continues to fight his tears but there's one that's at the literal edge of his eye waiting to be free Jonathan: ...but we're in love. Shanté: Well we're just going to have to be in love from afar. Jonathan: Shanté, I JUST got you back. Please. I can't...I can't lose you again. The tear that was on the edge of his eye finally drops & another falls out the other. I look into the eyes I once fell in love with & force myself to say Shanté: ...I can't do this anymore. *leaves* 🚨🚨🚨🚨Cuss words, sexual content, & n-word use🚨🚨🚨🚨 -I posted this story last year but decided to make a couple of changes🙂- Ps - Every character in this story is black EXCEPT for Elizabeth😗✌️

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