The Suffering

"Whatever I do someone gets hurt, so if you're my best friend, it's like suicide."

That's what Ava thinks. And most of the time it's true! She accidentally gets angry and physically, mentally, AND to top it off, usually emotionally hurts you. She can't help it and when she commits a crime by accidentally knocking a girl down and her rolling down a hill into a lake, Ava tries to convince everyone she's not a freak girl and she just..well...suffers

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The bullet never came. My hands were up in the air. The wind whistled quietly. The trees shook. The crowds were looking where the cop once stood which now had no one. Greg wasn't there either. A lady in the crowd pointed behind me.

Greg was on the ground punching the cop, who was unconscious. I dashed over to his side. I tried to pry him off of the officer but he wouldn't stop.

"Greg! Greg, stop!" I yelled.

"No! He deserves it! Nobody, and I mean NOBODY should be threatened with a gun by a cop!" He said angrily.

I hugged him telling him I was fine. I backed away and looked into his soft blue eyes. The cop had punched Greg straight in the eye. It was swollen and turning purple.

"We need to go home." I said.

"Ok, but can I stay at your house. My family doesn't care about me really." He admitted.

"Yeah totally! Oh and I'm Ava. Just letting you know." I said cheerfully.

"Thanks." He said.

He moved next to me and grabbed my hand. Our fingers interlocked. It felt perfect walking down the road like that. I had a feeling he was going to do this. I retracted my hand feeling guilty.

"Greg, I don't date, sorry." I said.

"Oh." He looked down sadly. His head hung low. I didn't know what to say. So I stayed silent.

"Maybe I should go home." He said. He started to turn and walk away, but I grabbed him by his shirt.

"No, Greg, we can still be friends." I told him.

He just looked back at me with a sad face.

"Don't go." I said, chocking with tears.

He turned back around and walked with me. We got to my house at 5:00. I went downstairs and Greg followed. He sat next to me and sighed.

"You know, I really do love you, I just don't want you to get hurt." I said apologetic. I grabbed his hand and smiled. He smiled back at me. I leaned in and pressed my lips to his.

"Forget that, I love you like crazy." I said in between breaths. I kissed him more passionately and it felt good. I liked the feeling of love now. Greg kissed me back harder and soon, just like that , we were dating.

"I love you." He said, kissing me.

"I love you, too." I said.

My mom came down the stairs quietly. I didn't notice her and I was still kissing Greg.

"Hey, do you guys ne- Oh! Oh my god! Sorry!" She panicked. She ran up the stairs.

"Well that was awkward!" We both said. I got to go upstairs but Greg was faster. He hugged me from behind and kissed my neck.

"Well I should get going now. Stay close, baby." He said, laughing.

"Alright see you tomorrow!" I yelled after him as he walked back to his house. I went to sleep and dreamed about Greg.

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