Holding On

Freya an seventeen year old girl who is the odd one out faces many obstacles through high school. She gets humiliated , she falls in love , she gets heartbroken. Can she get through it, feeling alone in this world? Or will someone she least expect help her find her way .

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4. Why can't I stop

Shit , i feel like total shit . I probably just ruined it between me and Freya . Not only did I probably make things awkward , i probably made her break her ankle. The whole time she was acting like she was fine , but i can tell she was hurting . It about killed me , i don't know why. I can't stop replaying what happened. I shook my head. Forget it Jace, just forget about her. I grabbed my jacket and helmet . I told my mom and little sister i was leaving . My sister Lydia ran up to me and told me she loved me . My mom reeked of pot, typical. I hurried and got on my bike trying hard not to look next door . I turned my bike on , and jetted. I didn't know where i was going , after  half hour i ended up at the bar. I went in and greeted a couple folks i knew. I spotted Mikey with a beer in his hand by the pool table . 

"Jaceeeeee!" , my drunk friend called out .

We did our friendly shake , and he gave me a beer. 

" What's up my man"

" Not shit , just clearing my head ya know?" 

" Something up?" He looked at me curiously . 

" Nahh man just women man , fucking women." That's a lie.

" Right , did you check the new girl , fucking nerd , shit but she is hot in a geekin looking way." 
My stomached dropped. 

" She iight" No she is fucking beautiful, and her voice ..god it's still echoing in my head. 

A group of obnoxious old men were arguing over some shit . 

Mikey yelled shut the hell up , typical guy he is . Next thing i knew the guys came over starting their shit. Here we go. Mikey threw first punch , i set my beer down , as the guy's friend tried to step in , i picked him up by his shoulder and threw him down , and like every other night out , i whooped his ass. 

After the brawl died down , me and Mikey dipped , got on our bikes and vanished before the cops showed up. 

Shortly me and Mikey went our separate ways , I drove home . I turned off my engine , and looked next door . No lights were on , it looked at my phone , it showed it was almost four in the morning .

I Head in and sit in my bed , staring at ceiling . Fuck . I sat on my balcony , and smoked a cigg . Suddenly i see a light come on , across from me . I squinted and looked to try to see who it was from the little creases from the blinds , the same one i saw someone looking at me earlier . I seen the long familiar hair . Freya... Just great , it is going to be a lot harder to not think  about her,  she is across from my balcony  . This girl is going to be the death of me , I know it . I went into my room , laid on my bed , and slowly went into a deep state of mind.


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