I was the school tramp. The whore. The slut that had been fed too many lies and believed them. Lies that were fed by guys who got high fives for scoring, while I got beat down and treated as though I wasn't worthy of living. They all looked at me the same way. Disgust filling their faces, jeers and put downs pre-set on their lips. Pushing me into lockers. Tripping me. Making my life a living hell over and over again. All of them ;; they were all the same. Heartless hypocrites. All of them, except him. Whenever I got a snide remark thrown at me, he would stick up for me, telling them to watch themselves. Everytime I got shoved and locked into a locker, he always seemed to find me and get me out. When I got tripped or thrown against a wall, he was there to help me back on my feet. He cared about me. He guided me through every day, making it possible to bear. And I hated him for it.
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He was my angel, carrying me when I became too weak. He was my solace from the hatred bombed on me each day. He never asked for anything in return, just my well-being. He didn't care what the others said about him for saving me. Saving me from them. From myself. He was the only one who could make me smile. He made me love him as I hated him. He was my half brother.
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I could never be with him. He said that he loved me, but that it was wrong. That we had to pretend what we felt for each other didn't exist. Yet he saved me from hell's flame's every day. I wished he would hate me ;; if we couldn't love each other, I wanted his wrath. I wanted him to call me dirty, to kick me and to destroy me. I wanted him to make me forget what I felt for him. But he reminded me every day. He was killing me softly. His actions proved his feelings by the way he talked to me and looked at me. We were two kindred spirits, betrayed by fate ;; stabbed in the back by destiny.
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We are leaving. Running away together where no one will know who we are. Our love will be able to grow, free from critism and judgement. This torture will finally end. He is afraid ;; we know who we are. But I told him it does not matter - our devotion will override all that is thrown at us. He fears God, he believes this is against his faith. But our love is self-sacrificed and unselfish, unlike that of so many others. We gave up everything, and will continue to give up everything, for each other. God will understand.
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