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Hit For A Stranger i
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2026-03-19 00:30:11JADE'S POINT OF VIEW.
I opened the door, anger burning inside of me, when I was welcomed by something unusual: the smell of trying bacon and toast. I'd been at my place all night, the one my mother gifted me. It was the only space I could call my own, the only refuge from this mess. But I needed some things here- clothes, papers- so I came back. I stepped into the kitchen and stopped. Jackson stood by the stove, sleeves rolled up, turning eggs in a pan l
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My FaCiAl Disorder Hit For A Stranger ii.
JADE'S POINT OF VIEW CONTINUED... At lunch, I spotted her alone, sitting under a tree. Everyone else scattered in clumps. But she? Always out of reach. A ghost in daylight. Perfect target. I picked up a ball that was under my shoes. And Aimed. Let it fly. Bam. Nailed her right on the head. Her head jolted sideways. She flinched and fumbled, looking around like a confused kitten. I bit down a smirk. Then I walked towards her- slow, casual, like it wasn't me. Hands in my pocket. She looked up, hands on the scarf. "Oh," I said lazily, pretending. "Didn't see you there." What shocked me… was that she actually responded. She stuttered- but still, she spoke. I listened to every word she said when I asked her questions. Her voice said more than she did. She was trembl
My FaCiAl Disorder Hit For A Stranger i
JADE'S POINT OF VIEW.I opened the door, anger burning inside of me, when I was welcomed by something unusual: the smell of trying bacon and toast. I'd been at my place all night, the one my mother gifted me. It was the only space I could call my own, the only refuge from this mess. But I needed some things here- clothes, papers- so I came back. I stepped into the kitchen and stopped. Jackson stood by the stove, sleeves rolled up, turning eggs in a pan like it was something he did often- which he didn't. The smell was warm, rich, almost too good to be real. "Sit. Eat," he said. He didn't ask questions. He didn't want to know where i'd been. Jackson didn't care about that. I hesitated, staring at him. "Sit," he repeated, voice cold, commanding. Reluctantly, I pulled out a chair at the kitchen table. The smell of breakfast hit me- eggs, bacon, toast. Its been long since I had
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I didn't understand why does Jade do this to me, his presence. Everything. It clung to me the whole way down the hallway into the open light of the front yard. And that's when I saw her.My mom.She was across the street-half-out the car, key in hand, like she'd just parked. Still in her work uniform.And her eyes weren't on me.Not at first.They were on him.Jade.He was walking ahead of me, backpack slung lazily over one shoulder, hoodie still up, going to a particular black Mercedes Benz I saw few years ago on Instagram.But she watching.Frozen beside the car, her brows drawn up in a look I'd only seen when she spotted something amusing. Her hand still on the door, like she'd forgotten she meant to close it. Then her eyes shifted- To me.I slowed automatically, the heat rising in my cheeks before I even reached her side. I didn't say anything. I couldn't. She probably now ha
My FaCiAl Disorder In The Same Class.
By lunch, I was exhausted from pretending I didn't care. I sat on the bench, that me and my best friend used to sit. The one beneath the crooked tree where hardly anyone ever sat. I liked it, even now. It was tucked away just enough that I didn't feel entirely exposed, but not isolated that I'd draw more attention. I sat down carefully, scarf snug and hands in my lap. I had a lunchbox in my bag. Packed carefully this morning. A sandwich, cut diagonally the way Mom always did. Apple slices. A small packet of crisps. Nothing unusual. Nothing loud. And yet... It stayed in my bag. I was hungry. My stomach twisted around itself. Still... I didn't reach for the lunchbox. Because eating meant removing the scarf. And removing the scarf meant being seen. I imagined it- fumbling with the fabric, people walking by, someone catching a glimpse- someone like Melissa or Tasha. Or worse- Jade. What if someone
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I woke up before my alarm. It wasn't even six yet, but the sky outside my window was already beginning to lighten. For a moment, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, wondering why I felt so... alive. Then I remembered- him. The memory flared sharp and vivid: the corner of the school building, the faint curl of smoke that he exhaled. The way he hasn't flinched when I caught him. The way he moved- smooth, slow, dangerously calm- as he stepped closer. The heat of his body when he pinned my wrists against the wall, not hurting me, just holding me there. Testing. Teasing. His voice low and mocking. "People love to pretend they're not snitches... Until it's convenient." That look. His breath smelling like mint and smoke and trouble. And me- heart in my throat, unable to speak. I slid out of bed, feet touching the cold floor, and padded to the bathroom. By the time I
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