Explaining The Impossible
STELLA'S POV The silence was irritating me, I wanted to scratch my eyeballs out. I decided against that idea because that would hurt, like a lot. Like that day three summers ago in fat camp when my hair caught on fire, but worse. Remembering that pain made me grimace and wonder why I was such an idiotic fourteen year old. Blake's tight grip on my hand made me remember the situation I was in. Girly eyes attacked me, got f****d up by Blake, mom came in and basically demanded that I calm my fuming mate down, girly eyes being unconcious, all of us wondering why my window was open and realizing that girly eyes probably knew and was gonna tell me before Blake beat the living s**t out of him, and finally, girly eyes waking up and asking us to stop calling him girly eyes. We've been sitting in th
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