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    Truth Being – (Chapter: I'm fucked)

    Story written on April 14, 2009 by heels2013.
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    Story Shortlink: https://www.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=20530
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    Truth being, I’m Ashley Davies.
    Truth being, I hate Spencer Carlin…
    Truth being, I’m fucked.

    I will not attack her.

    I will not attack her.

    I will not attack her.

    I will not rip her clothes off and fuck her senseless.

     

    Wait…what?

     

    My eyes were trained on Spencer Carlin. Yep, you got it. The Spencer Carlin. Popular, pompous, perfect Spencer Carlin. Everyone knows her. Everyone wants her. Everyone wants to do her. But who am I? Nobody. I’m a nobody. That’s all you need to know. That’s all anyone ever needs to know. That’s all anybody really ever wants to know.

     

    Truth being, I’m Ashley Davies.

     

    So…maybe you want to know why I want to attack Ms. Perfect Spencer Carlin? I’ll get to that, I promise. Maybe you want to know all about me? I’ll get to that too.

     

    You see, I used to be her. I had all the friends, all the boys running after me, basically doing my bidding…until I didn’t want it to be the boys anymore. That’s what ruined me.

     

    Truth being, I never needed that life.

     

    There is really only one thing, no, one person that I need in my life, but she doesn’t even notice my existence.

     

    Truth being, I hate Spencer Carlin.

     

    She won’t look at me, her eyes have never met mine. But I know what they look like. They’re a deep blue, not blue like the sky or blue like the ocean. Blue like an I-can’t-tell-you-how-beautiful-blue. They’re indescribable. I know that if she took one look at me, one simple, single second, I would completely melt. I know it. I know the hold she has over me.

     

    Truth being, I’m madly in love with Spencer Carlin.

     

    And that scares me. I am completely head over heels in love with her, and she doesn’t even acknowledge my gay little existence.

     

    Truth being, I’m fucked.

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