I woke up to Ashton kissing me. I giggled to myself as I kissed him back. I slightly wondered about him, who does he live with? Is he happy? Does anyone love him? He's my life now. He's my purpose, somewhere deep down inside, I feared he might see me, the me I don't even know. We spent the whole weekend together. School was the slowest part of my day. One day at lunch, someone sat down next to me. It was Ashton. At least now I have someone I can trust next to me. My thoughts got interrupted by some kid practically screaming his thoughts. He wasn't even talking to anyone in particular. He annoyed the hell out of me. All of the sudden, I wanted to hit him, over and over and over. Things were getting dark now, I took Ashton's hand and squeezed it tight. His eyes widened as he saw my eyes turn red. He held me back and shushed me gently. I was breathing heavy. In a moment, it was over. I quit moving, quit thinking. I slowly turned to Ashton getting ready to apologize. As I was, a kid passing by stopped dead and looked into my eyes. He took a picture and showed me. One eye was red and one was blue. "That's never happened before." I whispered.
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Dark Passenger
Teen FictionThis story is about a boy who has a darkness inside him that is uncontrollable. Every time the darkness takes over, he cannot remember what he had done, but it is usually not good. He meets someone along the way, but he is worried can he keep them...
