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When I was young, I remember asking my mom about my dad, I wanted to know who he was, where he was from, and why he had left me. Why wasn't he interested in meeting me? Growing up, I was so insecure because of that. In Highschool, I was the girl whose mother had rolled in sheets with almost all the teachers and whose dad abandoned her before she was even born. Sometimes I wondered why my mom didn't just get rid pf the pregnancy, because she never loved me. She never wanted me – I ruined her life afterall. Mom made sure to remind me at every little chance she got. She was always good at rubbing it in my face how better her life would have been without me in it. She would have still been with her boyfriend – my dad. He would have never left her. She um, she would have finished highschool and I don't know, got a degree or something? A cool job? She wanted to be a lawyer. I stole that from her. I shattered her dreams the moment the pregnancy test showed two re
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I started doing drugs when I was fifteen, Coden and I were so close that he would give them to me for free. We would sit and talk for hours and gradualt we realized we had so much in common. He had blonde hair and big blue eyes, his dimples popped out and his fringe made him look like a british prince from some distinguished family. Coden's father was a drug addict. His mother died when he was six, he had a sister, but she moved out the moment she turned eighteen. She was probably desperate to get out of the abuse they faced at home and once she left, Coden's abusive father took it out on him. Coden would steal the man's drugs and use them so he would be out of it, when his father would hit and hurt him. Coden told me one day we would be free from everything and we wouldn't have to take those pills anymore. I was so happy with them though, sure, it barely lasted five minutes, but those five minutes were more than enough time for those men
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Betrayal is just a word, You know? Just eight measly words. It's humans that give it the power to hurt people, they turn a few words into a harsh reality. The worst part is that, most times it'a family that teaches you the true meaning of betrayal. The sun was out by the time I opened my eyes. I groaned and licked my lips as I sat up. My eyes shut in an attempt to hide from the angry sun which was miles away from me but felt like it was about to devour me at any moment. I grunted as I sat up. My hands instinctively went to my head — it was throbbing. I swallowed. I needed to start house hunting and then buy some Tylenol for my migraine. I dusted my clothes as I stood up, I needed to shower too, It had been days after all. I'm sure Mrs Alma would not mind me crashing her place for a shower, but that wicked daughter of hers, well — would. I also needed to charge my phone so I could make a few calls. Actually, I had only one person on
FIRE CRACKER WE ARE A TEAM
"Turns out, You do have good taste" I admitted rather bashfully as I got out of the car and walked into his two-story apartment. Jared huffed and got out of the car, His lips were pursed in a straight line and his forehead creased a little, Something I was sure had to do with the message he got on the way here. I hoped I wasn't a bother though. "Are you sure about this?" I blurted out. Jared raised an eyebrow at me in confusion."Sure about what?" He asked. "I dunno, You know, me coming over and staying here..." I trailed off before I continued "it just doesn't feel right and I don't want to invade your space" I finished and stared at him for a response. Jared stared at me for a while, His grey orbs seemed to stare into my soul before he finally found words and responded "You overthink too much." His voice was soothing and at the same time made me nervous, I licked my lips and sucked in a deep breath. "Who doesn't?" I deadpanned before walking into the house, the moment I stepped
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“I can’t believe this,” I whispered in a disappointed tone as I started at the blank laptop in front of me.“What can’t you believe?” Jared said from behind me, I almost jumped at his sudden arrival before I sighed and turned, “there’s nothing on the flash drive, almost as if... Someone completely erased them...” I said absentmindedly as I collected the hot cup of coffee from Jared so seemed to be sporting a confused expression.“What’s up with this flash drive anyway? Ever since we got here, all you’ve done is sit in front of that computer and stare at it.” He admitted softly before taking a sip of his coffee. I set mine on the table, Currently not in the mood to drink anything due to my frustrating predicament.My blonde hair was tired in a messy bun now and I was wearing some black sweat pants and over sized tee shirt. My eyes narrowed at Jared who seemed to be sipping his coffee with content.“Would you...” I stopped and sighed. “Would you believe if I told that I don’t think my fa
FIRE CRACKER MOTHER?
"Danielle? Danielle?! Danielle do something!"My body jerked and my eyes shot open, My breathing was erratic and my throat felt like it had been glued to its walls. I licked my lips and looked around briskly. The walls were white, the scent of disinfectant hit my nose and I internally gagged. My hands traced over the object I was currently sitting on before I gradually registered the fact that I was in a hospital and sitting in the waiting room.For a moment there, I hoped this was fake. That Rye's terrified and frantic yells for help were just mere illusions like my panic attacks and nightmares. That I didn't see the woman I called mother laying in a tub full of water stained with her blood, that Rye didn't slap me over and over again to gain my attention or that I didn't do anything. That I did nothing but stayed still as it all happened because my brain went into a freaking frenzy.I needed it to stop. I needed the whole world to freaking freeze so I could breat
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I grimaced as I rubbed my hand over my face. It seemed like the night was never-ending and the more time I spent here — staring at my mother, The more emotionally drained I felt. I bit my lip and winced as the taste of blood invaded my mouth, The dull ache in my head suddenly because stronger and I shut my eyes before I sprung them open again. “Coffee?” I heard a voice ask beside me, I turned my head to see my sister, Rye. She was holding two cups of coffee with one almost shoved in my face, her lips were pursed in a line and her straight black hair looked disheveled. I muttered some thanks under my breath as I accepted the coffee and took a sip. Silence reigned on us for a few moments before she finally spoke up. “Why do you think she did this?” Rye’s voice sounded heavy with emotion. I wish I had the answer to her question though, but the truth was the same question had plagued my thoughts for the past few hours. My mother was ever
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I Jumped into Jared's car the moment he arrived and spoke "Drive" "Aren't you at least going to tell me what's going on?" Jared asked as he glanced over at me for a split moment before locking eyes with the road. From what I could remember, he had always been a really careful driver and was most times one of the reasons I never crashed my previous cars. Today, he seemed to be sporting some sweat pants and a shirt as he drove down the road. "Just drive" I whispered again, I just wanted to get out of here first. Out of this hospital that smelt like antiseptic and the white walls and tubes and sick people and death, I could go on and on but the truth was; that I just needed to be away from her.From my mother. "Aren't you at least going to tell me where we are going?" Jared asked exasperated, His tone was a pitch higher than I remembered. I licked my lips and let out a breath before I locked eyes with his reckless orbs and responded. "Take me home." My voice was low. Barely carrying
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