Emma Morgan was a loner she liked to sit in the corner of the cafeteria headphones in her ears blasting music and her computer where she wrote the fairytales and fanfiction that happened. occasionally sitting with her nerdy brother and his best frie...
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"It is a lot easier to be angry at someone then to tell them your hurt" - Tom Gates
Emma's pov
I could feel myself fade into conscious my vision was blurry as was my memory all i knew was that i was angry really angry before i was seeing dots and hearing someone's voice whisper into my ear when the dots took over and all there was the back of my eyelids. I could barely move i felt like i was drugged, all i felt was someone hand on my arm there rough grip tugging me along
"Who....kn...yo...wou..cause...so...much..trouble" The person spoke but i could only make out a few words from what they where saying
"While.. I know. yo...be ....a...great....he" I could know hear the rough way the person spoke so I now knew it was a he. He kept dragging me i knew we where outside when I felt the cold wind hit my face bringing me slowly into consciousness. I heard a gasp and I turned my head to where I heard it a saw a male face but he was very blurry
