The Bad Boy's Good Girlio

Chapter 4: Life

Missy

Help.

There is no way out, All i can see is this endless cycle which i follow day by day.

The endless line of cliches which seem to go on and on,

i want freedom,

i thought everything was going perfect,

and i realized this is how it always was

always is,

and always will be,

I was the princess, and he was the bad boy, we weren't supposed to be together, but we were suppose to break the barriers and fall in love.

Just like every other god damn 16 year old girl.

and i knew that it was supposed to be that way.

i knew we would fall in love, the good girl and the bad boy,

and i wanted something else,

so i prayed my ass off for something else every night.

.

And now it's different and i hate it.

all i want is for things to go right again.

Dylan's dead.

Brittany's dead.

Eleanor's dead

all of them got caught in that apartment fire.

and now i'm running down the street praying that i don't get shot. All i want is freedom. No more attacks. No more blood. I just want my good story back.

I just want to go back.

And now I lie in the streets of the once beautiful Summer Hills.

A bullet wound in my hip,

and a broken heart,

because the story i wished for,

left me alone, like all the other kids lying in the street and people hiding in the convenience store for shelter,

we'll always keep dying,

just like our stories,

i love him,

i love Eleanor,

I love me,

i want my life back.

But sometimes we don't get what we want.

I need to accept it.

i'm done fighting.

This is my life.

This is my death.

this is it

The Omniscient

and that's the show.