Glass Heart

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Parts 11
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Reads 569
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Parts 11
Time 48m

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just a normal depressed teenager who meets a guy &lt;3 

TRIGGER WARNINGS: depression, self harm, eating disorder, mental hospital, addiction, drinking, smokingAll Rights Reserved

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[BWWM] I was only twelve years old when the world turned cold. The day my mom died in that car accident, I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my heart. My dad, who had always been my hero, suddenly became a stranger, filled with rage and blame. He couldn't see that I was hurting, too; he only saw me as a reminder of his loss. The accusations cut deep. He said it was my fault for being there, for not doing something to save her. For being the reason she was in the car in the first place. In the years that followed, things only got worse. The abuse started gradually-a harsh word here, a shove there-but it escalated, leaving scars that I carried long after the physical pain faded. I was drowning in my own despair, struggling to keep my head above water while my father's anger raged like a storm around me. I only had a break from his anger when I started living with Aunt Dina-my mom's older sister. Well, that was because she found me nearly dead on my bed after I took a dozen pills. I was tired of living. I had hit rock bottom. The harsh whispers that followed me around and the stares at school. I pretended not to notice, like it didn't bother me. But it did. I was alone. Then came Athalia, a ray of sunshine cutting through my darkness. With her, I felt something I hadn't felt in years-happiness. She became my light through the darkness and my lifeline. ••••••••••• ● Warnings ⚠️ ~ Mention of suicide ~ Anxiety attacks ~ Rape attempt ~ Mention of self-harm ~ Depression

My cousin broke her heart. I'm going to be the one to fix it. I'll do everything I can to. *mature themes, language, trigger warnings* Started: May 11,2022 Completed: August 28, 2023

"Hey PJ, how've you been?" "Who's PJ? • Bad grammar and such intended • Trigger Warning: depression, mentions of suicide ### -completed as of 3/1/16-

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❗WARNINGS❗ (Btw this really got off topic) _________________ Cannibalism Drugs Cussing Gore Self-harm Depression Murder Abuse (Mentality, Physically and Emotionally) Anxiety disorder Panic attack disorder Complex trauma Madness(crazy\Psychotic tendencies) No mercy 18+ content Dark humor Dirty jokes

"I met the love of my life today. I met fans today. He smiled at me. They were sweet. We took a picture. I took a lot of pictures. I hugged him. So many of them were hugging me. I told him he was my world. Some of them said nice things. I wanted to be different. She was acting different. I introduced myself. She told me her name but I can't remember. He's my world. She's a fan. I love him. I love my fans." WARNING THIS MAY HAVE TRIGGERS, MAINLY ON THE SUBJECT OF ANOREXIA AND DEPRESSION AND SUICIDAL THOUGHTS PLEASE DO NOT READ IF THIS WILL BE A TRIGGER TO YOU OR IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THE SUBJECTS.

"...now I'm falling..."

*Trigger Warning For The Following Things* ~Suicide ~Anything Traumatic(Mental Abuse) ~Bullying ~Alcoholism & Drug Use New Discord Server Link: https://discord.gg/7RYwfzZ

They had both been dealt enough tragedy in their short teenaged lives, more than anyone should ever have to endure. Will two self destructive teens coming together do more harm than good? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I don't know what came over me. The poor guy just asked if he could help and I went all 'crazy psycho bitch' on his ass. I couldn't breath. I needed water. I needed air. Fuck why was is it so hot in here. Was it the fact that the moment his hand left my skin I felt an unbearable need to feel his touch again or was it hearing him ask if I needed help that made me feel helpless and broken once again. I didn't know what it was but I felt like I was suffocating, like the jersey I was wearing was strangling every ounce of oxygen from body. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * This story had been reviewed recently. There are now added scenes and further edits - 2024 *

Book I of 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓢𝓱𝓪𝓭𝓸𝔀 𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 After feeling invisible for so long she finally was seen by the one boy that was supposed to be off limits. Little did she know falling for him would be the best and maybe worst thing she could have done in the long run. ***{Sneak Peak ONE}*** "Aurora, I don't want you back in my house if you are willing to act this way. You are no longer my child, I don't know who you are or what you have done with my daughter but you aren't her." My eyes start to water, great so I am apparently disowned, an ungrateful peace of shit and i'm not good enough for anyone. ***{Sneak Peak TWO}*** I look over at the door to see Juliano opening it. He walks over to me and says, "So we might have a slight problem." I look at him in confusion as he continues speaking, "Do you remember Lucian Kingston?" I nod. Of course I remember that creep. "Well he had something to do with your car accident." *** 𝓐𝓾𝓻𝓸𝓻𝓪 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓴𝓮, 17, the girl that's always in her brothers shadow. The sweet, loving, smart girl who only gets the bare minimum and acts like she is completely fine. The beautiful brunette that falls for the Wide receiver on the football team thats also her brothers best friend. 𝓙𝓾𝓵𝓲𝓪𝓷𝓸 𝓒𝓸𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓸, 19, the boy that basically had it all but a relationship, party's all the time with Ashton Blake, plays football, an overprotective pain in the ass, ends up falling for the one girl that he shouldn't have. When will Aurora finally be able to shine? Why is Aurora in her brothers shadow? What will happen in the end? Read to find out!! |trigger warning| mentions of Self harm, Suicide, Self doubt, gore, and anxiety. STARTED: April 30, 2023 FINISHED: May 31, 2023 PUBLISHED: July 19, 2023 WRITER GOALS! 1k reads: 07/05/23 5k reads: 12/17/23 10k reads: 6/29/24 20k reads:

"Been about you, since I met you and imma keep it that way" You're special to me. You're the only one who I wouldn't mind losing sleep for, the only one who I can never get tired of talking to, and the only one who crosses my mind constantly throughout the day. You're the only one who can make me smile without trying, bring down my mood without the intention to and affect my emotions with every action of yours. I can't explain with just words how much you mean to me, but you're the only one I'm afraid of losing and the one I want to keep in my life. So, please don't leave me. ~April 18, 2021 ~July 21, 2021 Rankings: #4 in mentaldisorder 9/16/2021 #6 in highschoolsweethearts 9/16/2021 #38 in urban 9/16/2021 #14 in blacklove 9/16/2021 #5 in angerissues 9/16/2021 #12 in urbanromance 9/16/2021 #3 in bwbm 9/16/2021 #20 in contemporarylit 9/16/2021 #29 in urbanstory 9/16/2021 #2 in africanamerican 9/16/2021

Cold Water

[BWWM] I was only twelve years old when the world turned cold. The day my mom died in that car accident, I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my heart. My dad, who had always been my hero, suddenly became a stranger, filled with rage and blame. He couldn't see that I was hurting, too; he only saw me as a reminder of his loss. The accusations cut deep. He said it was my fault for being there, for not doing something to save her. For being the reason she was in the car in the first place. In the years that followed, things only got worse. The abuse started gradually-a harsh word here, a shove there-but it escalated, leaving scars that I carried long after the physical pain faded. I was drowning in my own despair, struggling to keep my head above water while my father's anger raged like a storm around me. I only had a break from his anger when I started living with Aunt Dina-my mom's older sister. Well, that was because she found me nearly dead on my bed after I took a dozen pills. I was tired of living. I had hit rock bottom. The harsh whispers that followed me around and the stares at school. I pretended not to notice, like it didn't bother me. But it did. I was alone. Then came Athalia, a ray of sunshine cutting through my darkness. With her, I felt something I hadn't felt in years-happiness. She became my light through the darkness and my lifeline. ••••••••••• ● Warnings ⚠️ ~ Mention of suicide ~ Anxiety attacks ~ Rape attempt ~ Mention of self-harm ~ Depression

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