Occult
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~This story will deal with very mature themes. I will put a warning before each chapter if the story goes into detail of something mature. But, if you're looking for smut, you're not gonna get it. I'm 14, that's not my thing. Just leave a review, or PM me for anything. Wether you like it, love it, or hate this, I will be fine with it. I agree, it will be a story with dark themes. Well, thanks for giving it a chance! Don't forget to review! :)~
"I'm more than a bird,
I'm more than a plane,
I'm more than some pretty face, beside a train.
And it's not easy to be me."
-Superman, Five for Fighting
PREFACE
Bella POV
'Shit!' I thought, cringing from the bitter cold wind. The coffee shop, one of the warmest places in town, had just kicked me out. Apparantly, the manager wasn't as much of an idiot than I thought. He had noticed that I was loitering- just sitting at one of the small tables, not buying anything, talking, or even getting near people. I don't do that anymore- talking, or getting close to people, I mean. I would definitely buy something, if I had money, but then again, I don't talk to people, so ordering would be kinda hard.
Although the whole loitering thing was more than true, it had been an hour untill closing time. I'd bet he has something against me already- just trying to get me out onto the cold, again. Back to the crime filled streets for me, I suppose. Better find a dry alley with no druggies. I try not to get mixed up with the druggies.
Wondering why I'm living on the streets? I don't plan on telling you, or anyone else. That's for you to never find out, and for me-
I'll have to painfully remember it for the rest of my life.
The actual chapters will be longer. This is just the preface. Don't forget to reveiw!