(I'm not good at descriptions, so just read this story anyways... please?)
The limo stopped at a light, and I opened the door, "Odia, what are you doing?!" Kyoya snapped.
"Keeping my distance from you, just like you wanted." I seethed, my voice horribly shaking as I began to climb out of the limo.
Then his hand latched onto my arm.
I had anticipated being alone, I was always alone, but then I was hired to help with sales as a way to pay off the stupid vase that a boyish girl accidentally dropped on my head.
Then I got trapped in a labyrinth of emotion.
TW: anxiety, anxiety attacks, self harm, sexual harassment, manipulation, depression, mentions of substance use, disordered eating, kissing, sexual innuendo, a lot going on please read with caution, unhealthy main relationship I was going through a whole lot when I wrote this so this is not a healthy relationship between Odia and Kyoya
Also note: I started this when I was 13-14 (in 2013ish/early 2014) the writing is not awesome but I don't have the heart to delete it.
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