This story is about a young girl named Samantha. She has no family and has been alone for her whole life. The cause of this made her the "juvenile delinquent" and "hoe" that she is today. She does whatever she wants whenever she wants, but one day...
I stormed back into the room and started to shake Ava.
P: wake up! Wake your ass up!
Ava: what?
P: why did you lie to me!
Ava: lie about what?
P: there's no fucking cut on your wrist, You're razor is brand new, and the blood in the sink was food coloring!
Ava: I-I
P: WHY?
Ava: YOU WEREN'T GIVING ME ANY ATTENTION!
P: SO YOU DECIDED TO TRICK ME!
Ava: baby stop yelling. I'm sorry.
I turned around and started to walk out but I was stopped by Ava pulling me back.
P: stop I just need a minute
Ava: don't be like Samantha
P: can you actually stop!
Ava: yeah whatever.
She let go of me and I walked out. I walked Outside and sat down on the front step. Ten minutes have past and I'm lost in my thoughts.
Did I fuck up?
Should I go apologize?
She just wanted attention. But I hate the way she did it though. I'm going back up. I took a deep breath and then went back inside.
~Avas POV~
Damn I didn't think this through. It doesn't really matter now though. Knowing Payton he's over thinking right now. He's bound to come back up and apologize to me.
Oh! I have a great idea. I need to make it seem like he really hurt me. You know what I did? I repeatedly stubbed my toe until I was crying.
~Payton's POV~
When I got back to the room I saw Ava on the bed crying. God damnit. I sat down next to her and brought her into my lap. She hugged me tightly and started sobbing into my chest.
P: I'm sorry.
Ava: it's ok. I love you
P: I- um let's go to bed. It's late.
Ava: or we could do something else
Not again
~Your POV~ ~Next morning~
Ok it's like 6am and I just woke up from a nightmare. Not a surprise. I got out of bed and took a shower. Then I got changed into this.
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