Addicted

Addicted-Prologue

My name is Danielle Arreaga, the eighteen-year-old twin sister of one of your latest boy band crushes, Brandon Arreaga from PRETTYMUCH.

My life has never been easy. Being known for a famous brother isn't all the fame and glory it sounds like. You have so many people asking you to get his number or his autograph, so many people pretending to be your friend or your boyfriend only to get close to Brandon and the band.

Though I love my brother to death, it sucks. Absolutely fucking sucks.

I was never good enough for anyone, truly.
I was used, taken advantage of.

I only have one true best friend. Charlotte Dean, Brandon's girlfriend. We've been best friends since we were fifteen and I will forever be thankful for that. She's been through thick and thin with me.

Charlotte and Brandon are the only ones who know what happened to me. What happened that night. What i've been through.

The past few years I have always struggled with self harm. But now, today, I have been clean for over a year and I couldn't be more proud of myself. My self harm struggle brought me to an all time low after that night. I don't hide my scars because now I can look at them and for others to see that I am a stronger person that I have not hurt myself since.

I know I'm talking all strong right now, but that doesn't mean i'm mentally stable.

I don't talk. I haven't talked in two years since that night. I blurt out maybe three words maximum at times. Of course I laugh and cry like everyone else. But for some reason I just never have the energy to talk.

He took that from me that night. He took my purity, my sanity, my love for myself. He took away a part of me I can never get back. In case you're wondering what happened, it was rape. It's not that hard to tell guys.

Though I've moved on (sort of) that doesn't mean It's easy for me to continue with the life I have.

And for some reason my brother thinks moving in with him and his band mates are a way of helping me out.

Fucking Brandon.