Tt_A

(WARNING:this novel talks about depression,anxiety and ptsd,it also has violence and sexual assault.If you are triggered by any of these things i don't recommend you read.)

Layla Griffin,a girl coming from an abusive past and now struggling with anxiety,depression and PTSD.

Jacob Santiago,a boy who’s father is a mafia lord and wants him to take over the family business once he is of age.

He's helping her get over her past and she's helping him take control over his life.

Are they destined to be?Or will this be another tragic love story...

With you till the end

I woke up the next morning exausted,me and Dustin stayed up late hanging out.We got ready to go on a morning walk through a forest with the rest of our group and met up with Layla and Sam a little after.


S -"I can't believe they made you guys go on a mandatory morning walk*laughs*"


Tonight was karaoke night for the people who wanted to join,not many people came but that was better because we got to have more fun.


S -"What are you talking about we sound amazing"


L -"Wanna bet?Let's make a deal.We'll perform a song in-front of a few people and which ever group gets the most votes wins and the group that lost has to serve the winners for the rest of the trip"


L -"What's wrong?Afraid you're gonna lose?"


After about 30 minutes of preparing our song and practicing,we found a group of people to watch and judge our performances.


D -"*Whispers*i feel like they're taking this a little too seriously"


L -"~You say you ain't fake but i knew it~"


J -"*Whispers*You think we should've made a dance too?"


D -"*Whispers*Either way it's too late now"


We finally finished our song and got off the stage.


D -"~Big wheels keep on turnin'                                                                                                                           Carry me home to see my kin                                                                                                                             Singin' songs about the south-land                                                                                                                    I miss Alabamy once again and i think it's a sin,yes~"


J -"~Well i hear Mister Young  sing about her                                                                                                   Well i heard ol' Neil put her down                                                                                                                       Well i hope Neil Young will remember                                                                                                               A southern man don't need him around anyhow~"


D&J -"~SWEET HOME ALABAMA!!                                                                                                                     WHERE THE SKIES ARE SO BLUE!!                                                                                                                    SWEET HOME ALABAMA!!                                                                                                                                   LORD I'M COMIN' HOME TO YOU!!~"


S -"PFFTTTT!!,that wasn't singing it was yelling*laughs*"


L -"Ok,now we would like the audience to vote on who they thought was the best.Group one,Me and Sam.Or *cough cough* these fellows for group two."


Obviously...Me and Sam ended up getting more votes which meant we could control the boys for the rest of the trip.


Voice of an Angel