*scratch*
"What are you writing?" Vivaan asked me. "No-nothing, nothing at all!" I stammered, an octave higher than usual. "Definitely means something. Show me!" "No, it's not for you, it's -"
He snatched the paper from my hands and started reading it. Whenever I feel sad or angry, I write my feelings down so that I feel better and not tempted to self-harm. Vivaan's facial expression changed from amusement to worried in seconds.
"Kimora, what is this?" I stayed silent. "Answer me! KIM!" He held me by my shoulder and was about to shake me when he stopped and removed his hands from my shoulder. "Speak to me. Tell me, what has been going on with you?" I just stayed mute. I didn't know what to say. Nobody wants a corpse.
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Teen Fiction"Were you scared?" she asked as our foreheads collided together. I shook my head no. I have to act brave and masculine, right? "No. You're lying," she said as she wiped tears off my cheeks and showed me her wet fingers. Wait, I was crying? "I didn'...