soul-beauty
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Lily's POV. "In that case, I get to have her the most", a deep voice boomed from behind me. I turned around and saw a man standing at the door of the kitchen. I don't think I've ever met him before. For the fact I am sure I've never even seen him before. He wore a black turtle-neck sweater with dark blue jeans. He had light grey eyes. His face neatly shaved with hair properly combed. He looked well kept. He looked nearly Baley's age. "Helen!", Chase exclaimed. He looked excited and then…-
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Lily's POV. "BUT CHASE JUST FARTED ON MY FACE!", I heard Rayan yell from downstairs. "I DID NOT!", I heard Chase yell as loud as Rayan. RIP my ears. "CAN YOU GUYS JUST SHUT UP! YOU'RE GOING TO WAKE UP MY LITTLE SISTER!", Mud scolded both of them in an even louder voice. Huh, too late for that. I groaned and sat up on my bed. I let out a big yawn and looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand beside me. 10 AM, huh. I heard a knock on my door. I said a small come in and Alex came…
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Lily, my little flower, I saw her. At first I couldn't believe my eyes if I saw her, like really. Man, I sound like a teenage girl. I just couldn't believe it. She's beautiful, so fucking beautiful. Still the same, even after all these years. Precious, adorable and innocent. I just wanted to pick her up in my arms and kiss her breathless. But I had to stop myself. I couldn't scare her. I remember, 2 weeks ago when I confronted her in that park. She came with her brothers to get ice…
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Author's POV:We all know Red. Opps, I mean Lily. The girl who was taken away from her family. The girl who was innocent and beautiful. The girl who was mercilessly abused. The girl who was forced to grow by the monsters of this cruel world. The girl who lost all her hope. Hope to survive, hope of being loved, hope of being taken care of, hope of being wanted by someone. She didn't have any reason to be alive. She did not want to be saved, just to be broken again. But now, now all she feels…
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I sat with my morning cup of coffee, wrapping myself tighter in my robe as the chilly air cooled the room. I couldn't believe how cold it was getting. I held onto my warm mug tighter hoping the warmth from my fingers would help unfreeze the rest of my body. A knock sounded at the door, "Come in, Mr. Greggs," I called out from my couch. It was too cold and too early to move my limbs. The door opened and in popped Mr. Greggs' balding head, the rest of his body soon following suit. He wore a grey button…-
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I sipped at my coffee slowly while sitting on the park bench, thoughts from last night swirling around in my head. I could barely sleep without thoughts of Kaz filtering into my dreams. I couldn't believe that people willingly got into cages and brawled like that. Didn't anyone see how out of date the practice was? We weren't gladiators in Roman times anymore. I took another sip of my coffee before checking my watch. 8:55. This was ridiculous. Here I sat outside of Sam's apartment building for fifteen…
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I walked back into my apartment in complete despair. I dreaded having to call my dad and tell him I had to come back home, and telling Cole and Mr Greggs would be even worse. I pushed the door to the lobby open roughly stomping my way in. "How did your job interview go?" Ms. Smith confronted me by the mail boxes. "How on earth did you know about that?" I asked in shock. I was almost impressed at the depth of her gossiping skills.She shrugged at me and I eyed her long flowery dress, her greying hair…
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I paced around my room feeling anxious about my upcoming interview, throwing random clothes into a hamper that were more than dirty. How many wears was considered too many? It had been a few days since my last interview and I knew there was a lot riding on today. A twenty two year old moving back in with her dad would be more embarrassment than I could handle. There was a sharp knock at the door. I checked the time - 7:30. Like clockwork. "Morning, Mr. Greggs," I called before opening the door. I…
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