Somethin_Sue

/Intro/

 I fell in love with her smile because it was odd- her words were sweet, but she looked strange. Her smile would unwind once she was alone, her eyes narrowed in tiredness, her legs looked weak, her arms almost dropping her books, and her stomach growling out of hunger, but- around others, she played the part of a hero with a smile. She saved many, helped others, defended herself, and took care of everyone, no matter what. She acted one way but was another- everyone saw her as a perfect doll, but I only saw a broken girl giving a smile for everyone because it brightened their days- her smile made them happy, and it made her happy too.

He wasn't like regular people; he didn't push me aside- he kept me close. He wanted to hear me, see the real me, and that scared me. He was able to tell the truth, see what others didn't, fight for what he wanted or knew what was right, no matter what I did- he always saw the happiness... why was he ok with being rejected? Why was he ok with pushing me over the finish line? Why was he ok with losing? Why was he ok with anything I said? Why was he ok with me yelling at him? Why was he ok with me? Why did he want me?

*First Glance*

{|Warning: This story contains tough topics of suicide, abuse, mental illnesses, self-harm, s*xual talk, misleading ideas of romance, lgbtq, alcohol, drugs/overdosing, rape, trauma, etc. If you have a tough time with these topics- please stray away from this book. Rated PG +13.|}

Extra Information: I did not create the graphic used for this story- my best friend made it, @dani_tales4u designed it. (Check her out on Wattpad because she is a really good writer!:) *Sorry I can't link her profile- It won't let me.*

First Glance

  I don't expect people to remember me; I'm an *sshole, to be honest.  I didn't have friends before Sue, Nic, Ad, etc.  I love them, but I'm not sure how to show that.  Sue and I have similar families; both our parents don't show us love in affection like hugs or kisses, so love isn't something easy to either of us.  She knows how to love her friends but not her crushes, I know how to love my girlfriends but not my friends...  I was in the library, and I noticed Sue putting books away on the shelf.  She loves to help in the library; she's a sweet girl.


At the sleepover, I felt so bad that I went to go talk to Sue after Ad but... I ended up hearing the conversation of Sue being... How could someone do that to such a sweet girl?  It's awful!  I felt so angry by the thought.  "Hey!"


Quickly I got startled out of my thoughts by Ad sitting down next to me- "Were you watching Sue?" He asked a bit confused?  "No, I just saw a book she put back, and I might want to read it later." I lied as he seemed a bit annoyed.  "Anyway, I wanted to ask a few questions." Ad said, "About?" "Do you know if Sue has a boyfriend or girlfriend- or partner?" He asked in curiosity as I shook my head, "Nope, she likes to focus on herself." I flipped a page of my book, "Oh, ok! Do you know what kind of date she may like?" He asked, "Something fun?" I shrugged.  "Do you-" I closed Ad's mouth.


"Ad, listen to me very carefully, ok?" I asked as I held his mouth shut, nodding.  


"If you keep asking me questions, I swear to the devil himself that I will punch you. Ask Sue all these questions; she loves to talk about this sh*t anyway- she's an airhead too, so she won't even notice." I said as he nodded, letting him go.  "Great, now f*ck off."


He got up and left, "You didn't have to do that." I glanced behind me to see Yaya, but her real name is Alyra.  "Do what? I simply just told him to get out of my face before I kill him." I said as she chuckled, sitting down.  "As much as an *sshole you pretend to be, you do care. You helped him even if you tried to act like you were threatening him." She smiled, "F*ck off." I glared as she laughed, "Yeah yeah, f*ck you too." She said to me as I felt myself blush, "Are you blushing?" She grinned.  "No way! I'm just annoyed that you're saying I'm nice!" I growled.  "Ahh, right." She laughed.


I arrived home, slowly opening the door in fear.  I went up the stairs, and immediately I saw my dad- he pushed me, and I rolled down- hitting against the wall.  "You think you could have stolen from me without me noticing- brat!" He laughed as I tried to stand up, but my body was in pain.  "I wouldn't have to if you actually cared about feeding me!" I yelled as he grabbed my collar, punching me.


Yeah, I don't know what love is, but I try my best...


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