I deleted all of those pictures and my little cursor thing because I couldn't ever go on my profile without my computer running really slow.
Lexi is the name.
I'd much rather have the name "Renae" though (lol, people who read my story:D)
I've gone 3 months without cutting.
I've gone one month without making myself throw up.
I usually only eat 1 time a day.
But don't call me anorexic, I used to be.
I would litterally go days without eating.
I really hate the word "emo." I'm like STFU!
Converse is what is usually upon my feet.
I like listening to slow songs, when I want to be with him.
But other times I usually just listen to rap.
Where I live, is very stereotypical, I hate it
I really don't have a 'best friend' that I hang out with.
I don't hang out with anybody, really.
This is getting long.
If you read my story, keep reading.
If you happen to want to re-read my story, easily, it's on Wattpad now. Same username!
With love,
Artist003
Midnight Rain
Chapter 24
Hazel's POV
That night, Jake and I are watching the news. The 10 o'clock story is about a local murder.
"Oh, no." I sigh.
"Anne Rickman was murdered yesterday evening, in her own home. She was the owner of a local bakery, Sweet Pea. She had no living family, yet she had many friends around town. Anne will be missed." Says a news reporter.
My jaw drops after the first four words, as tears fall.
"What? Why are you crying?" Jake asks.
"T-that was my boss. O-old boss." I wipe my eyes.
Then I realize. The reporter said she had no living family.
"She said that Anne had no living family!" I practically scream.
"So?" Jake says, equally loud.
"The current co-owner of Sweet Pea said he's her nephew!" I reply.
"Maybe it's distant." Jake says, shrugging.
I nod, not quite sure.
*The Next Morning*
Jake's POV
Hazel shakes me awake, to tell me she is leaving.
"Where are you going?" I mumble.
"Work. I'll be back around four." She sighs.
"Alright," I whisper, falling back asleep, "Love you."
"Love you, too." She says and kisses my cheek.
As the day progresses, I keep getting the feeling something bad is happening.
I get the call around 3:30.
Authors Note
I told some people that I'm not stopping the story. I am. Just decided. I have another story on the account Story_Girls13 Not a Hazel & Jake series. They are ending today.
So, today in cooking, we were talking about fats and how they insulate your body.
One guy goes; "What if you're really skinny?"
Teacher; "Like, anorexic? You'd be unhealthy. And there would be side effects."
Some random girl; "What's anorexic?"
Teacher; "An eating disorder. When you don't eat."
Girl; "Eww, that's gross."
If looks could kill, she'd
be dead.
(true story)