1) The devestation

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A/N: I understand this is absolute garbage and messy and confusing. So if you're starting to read this please keep in mind the first few chapters are trash but it slowly gets better. SLOWLY. Everyone has different opinions though so please give it a try and don't give up on it too soon!!! Love ya lots for even clicking on this fanfic! Also, if you want songs to listen to while reading, I made a playlist of songs I think fit this fanfic. My Spotify is Aliss-UGH19 and the playlist is just called BLUE ☺️Yours truly- a sister from the fandom xx

   I tried, I really did try. But I couldn't stop, tears just came flowing down my cheeks. Why did I care? She wasn't my mother. She raised me better than anyone in my family could have but I still hated myself for sometimes feeling a little more love for her then my own mother.

  My mom died when I was 1 and a half. My dad re married this woman who was beautiful, kind, intelligent, caring, and a great role model but,there was one thing missing. She isn't MY mother. She isn't the reason I have freckles or a nose that points more upwards then down, or why I'm the shortest in my class or why my eyes are brown.

  Even though my step mom, Alisha, didn't give me those features, she was the reason I had a nice house to live in, food on the table, and I got love and attention. She was my provider. I just lost my provider. Huge car crash and died instantly, that's all I know because i couldn't handle to stay in the hospital room where the doctor was explaining everything to my dad and my sister.

  The worst part of my actual birth mother dying almost 15 years ago was, in order for me and my sister, Isadora, to have more over our head then a tiny one bedroom apartment, we had to move. It was hard for us to understand because my mother had past 13 years prior to when we moved out of my grandparents house to finally live with my dad and his new wife. Freshman year.

  The only friend I had going into grade 9 was a sweet boy named Lucas. He had the prettiest blue eyes you will ever see. They were really really dark blue then ocean blue then pale blue. Just everything, it was blue. Except his pupil of course. Obviously.

   I eventually was able to calm myself down so now the crying was to a minimal, so I decided to call Lucas (actually his name is Luke I just always teased him).

"Hey Jess" he said, I could tell being sympathetic knowing what just happened.

"I really need a friend"

Despite about to go into 11th grade this fall, he was still the only friend I had. Of course I was friends with his friends and their girlfriends but he was the closest to me. Emotionally and physically, he's literally is like 2 houses down.

"Try getting some first" he laughed trying to lighten the mood.

"Just cause I'm sad and vulnerable doesn't mean I won't kick your ass" I said already feeling better. He always makes me feel better.

"Be there In 30"

I know what he means. 30 seconds. His legs are so long and we live so close, he will probably be here in like 15 seconds.

*16 seconds later*

I paused the timer on my phone, I was a second off. Damn it!

"You're early" I reply sarcastically as I opened the door.

"What can I say, I'm punctuational" he grinned.

After we watched tv and he comforted me we just sat on the couch talking. I suddenly realized I always loved the colour blue, any shade, I just always felt happy when I saw blue or anything that was in blue was just made better. I finally realized one of the reasons why he made me happy and feel safe the second my eyes met his nearly 2 years ago walking into that new school. They made me happy. It's his eyes I was slowly melting into. It was his eyes I was falling for.

A/N: tell me if you guys liked it and remember to vote!!! More chapters coming soon.

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