"Hey guybons and guybonettes !! This is only going to be a short story with super short chapters and quite light-hearted. I hope you like it chickas !!
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I kicked my car door and looked up to the night sky and let out a blood curdling scream. I just broke up with my boyfriend and my black eye and busted lip was the reason why. I was fucking sick and tired of him knocking me about, the only good thing about him was his abs, but I got bored of them eventually. But back to now, my car door key was stuck and all my stuff and phone was inside the car, I hated my life. I had nobody.
I sunk down so I was sitting up against my beaten up old mini (which I loved) and started crying. Where had my life gone wrong ? I'm 21 now and I STILL don't know what I want to do with my life, all I knew was art. I have no skills nothing to fall back on and I have a student loan debt the height of Mount Everest! All I wanted to do was live, love and be happy. Yet I can't even do that, I'm useless.
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I was cold. I was wet. And I was sleeping next to my car in a fucking puddle.
"Hey, darling, are you ok?" I opened my eyes because I had a strange American which smelt like coffee and cigarettes nudging me. He must've thought I was a wino. A druggie. A low-life. But to be fair I'm not THAT far away from all that.
I looked up to see, the one, the only Gerard Way and Frank Iero peering at me. It was still dark so it must still be the middle of the night."Can you help me, sir?" I croaked. He smiled. That infamous smile you see ALL over the Internet, the one you can only dream of seeing.
"Of course we can, what's your
name?"" http://wattpad.com/story/4076946
