"What the fuck, Lexi?! Why the fuck do you have to ruin everything?!?" Carlo yelled.
I didn't even respond. I just walked out. On the verge of tears. I knew they could hear me cry when I ran out to my car. I didn't care, anymore. I was done. Carlo was right. I do ruin everything. I will never be good enough for Clara. She is so beautiful. So smart. So kind. She is way too good for me. I am just a whore with major parental issues. I. Am. Done. I said, and I hopped into a car. I looked through my purse. Searching for something. Something to take the pain away, but then, I realized, I don't need to take the pain away. I need to leave, so that's what I did. I left.
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The Girl With The Fake Smile (Completed)
Teen FictionYou always think that girl is happy, but she's not. Her smile is fake. Her mind is scary. Her home life... It's terrifying. *warning* problems like sex, self harm, anorexia, abuse, and other horrible subjects.
