Dear diary,
Last night...It was indescribable. And best part? I didn't even get in trouble for it! It's like my parents have went on like, autopilot or something? They don't really, parent me anymore and I don't know to love It or hate it.
"Whatcha doing?" Atlas asks as he peaks over my shoulder, he slept over at mine last night and he had appeared to have just woken up. I slam the book shut throwing it under the bed.
"Nothing. It's nothing, you want breakfast?" He nods his undone hair covering his eyes.
Walking down the stairs and into I pour us both orange juice and grab two bowls before pouring some fruit in them. Going back up I hear a thump.
What the fuck is that boy doing.
I walk in the room to see him holding my diary in one hand, hanging half off my bed.
"Atlas what the fuck?"
"It's not what it looks like?"
I am raging, I never thought he'd do that. Betray my trust.
AN I KNOW ITS SHORT BUT I FELT BAD FOR NOT POSTING! ALSO ONLY LIKE FIVE CHAPTERS TILL THE END BUT ILL TRY MAKE THEM LONGER!
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A book I'll never write
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