Kensi (pov)
I hate this. I am alone in this scary place called life. If only I had someone to love, but the last time I loved someone he ran away from me at Christmas Eve.
As I sit on this cold bench in the middle of the night I think about how I planned my life when I was little. When I am older I want to be happy and feeling loved. 'Happy' I think to myself. This isn't the life I planned. I jump when my stomach makes a loud noise. Maybe I should continue looking for some shelter and food.
As I am walking towards a bridge I notice a man sitting on a bench crying. I may be homeless but that doesn't mean that I don't care about other people anymore. So I walk towards this man and sit next to him.
"Hi are you okay?" I asked the man. He looked at me and said
"Hmm i could be better as you see but what are you doing here in the middle of the night?" I looked at him and said
"Why do you care?" Okay maybe a little harsh but I can't help it.
"I don't but I just think that it is not safe for a woman this late" he said.
"I know but may I ask your name?" I asked.
"Marty, Marty deeks but please call me deeks" he said.
"What's your name?" Asked deeks.
"Kensi blye" I said.
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Homeless (Densi Story)
RomanceKensi blye is a woman with a rough past. She was never really loved. She had no friends and no home. Marty deeks is a man with a rough past. His dad abused him and his mom. The only plus side is that he does have a house where he lives alone. I don...
