Apr 14, 2014
"Nothing... nothing. Nevermind, Den. Can you just go home? I'm ugly right now..." Delaney replied, refusing to turn around and face the boy in her doorway.
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"Nothing... nothing. Nevermind, Den. Can you just go home? I'm ugly right now..." Delaney replied, refusing to turn around and face the boy in her doorway.
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Sitting down facing the familiar tombstone, Isla sighed. She picked out pieces of grass and moved around the displaced rocks that were around. It had been two years to this exact day that she lost her boyfriend to a car crash. She didn't lose only him, she lost herself in the process of everything.
No one was around that day so she just started mindless chatting hoping he would hear her. She usually never cried, not until today. Isla felt small tears running down her cheeks. Her makeup dripping and staining her cheeks was hardly a thought. All she could think about was how she lost her love, her best friend.
She never tried to think about it. The strong little girl put on a facade, closing herself off from anyone that came close to her. It was a defense mechanism for her now. Her thoughts were interrupted as she saw a figure approaching. She stopped talking and hastily wiped her eyes. The brunette stood up and wiped the dirt off her pants. She took a few steps meeting the stranger before he got to boy's grave. "Excuse me, who are you?
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