“Everybody’s got their demons, even wide awake or dreaming. I’m the one who ends up leaving, make it okay. See a war, I wanna fight it. See a match, I wanna strike it. Every fire I’ve ignited, faded to gray. But now that I’m broken, and now that you know it, caught up in the moment. Can you see inside?”
- Jet black heart, five seconds of summer.
Forty-one: first panic attack.
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I ran to attack her, but Eddie held me back. "Stop!"
"No!" I protested. "You dare to show up in my house and show me your face when you slept with my brother!"
"I can explain," Audrey cried.
"No wonder why Mike broke up with you," I spat. "Out of all the guys, you slept with my brother?! You belong in the street, Audrey."
"Don't say that," Eddie looked at me.
"And you! That's what you were hiding," I pus
