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Valiant

Chapter 3 keep on track

Word Count: 2692    |    Released on: 12/05/2022

year

LA'S

I stood. The bright morning was tinged with mild mistiness, the temperature refreshing. My e

leaving me exhilarated. I was amazed at how peaceful the world wa

ed my phone into the pocket of my jeans and the fir

scars and blood I can never forget. But today, my story was going to be fresh and rewritten with the ink of v

day to mend al

never ending world of admiration. With a deep breath, I turned

carried out some boxes from the tru

back of the truck and looked for a box I could carry. I decide

ht Allison, scanning through the trunk as I walked towards her. A messy bun laid on to

ked her, incredulously when I sighted h

green eyes fixated on mine, "What? You know I don'

er box, "If you say so but, you'll have

e a fever of enthusiasm, I fixed my eyes on our home, my emotions dancing in the air. This choice was made by my uncle, consid

etting back to work before any of the two adults noticed. A

ith the pac

towards the truck to get all stuffs out. My lips stretched into a smil

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ed into my new room from the window, illuminating the bed swallowed

eeling of calmne

d three books- I'm not much of a reader. A hair's width away was a wooden, empty book

was amazed at how beautiful the room was- I even had a goddamn personal bathroom. My eyes stared

col

ted to do was get my ass to sleep but I still had to set up my room as well as get ready for coll

e bed, revealing my clothes that mostly consist

ind, I picked it up. As I leafed through it's content, a wave of nostalgia overcame me. W

ce that nothing would ever be the same again. I stopped reading when I caught sight of a- paper laying sprawled on the floor. Diary still

had this

any family pictures since everything happened. I blinked repeatedly to stop the tea

walked out of my room. The warmth of the living room was inviting as I walked past. All I

to me. I turned around and made my way to the kitchen,

ing," I told he

n't you wait till lat

ow," I stared at the counter absent-

d her loving hands on my shoulder. "I understand h

It is said that hope is an act of true courage from the bravest part of our soul.

med to me that my nightmares chose to follow me everywhere I go. So, the rays of hope that

r? Mom might start starving herself when she thinks about everything we've lost especi

esponded, voice clou

Now tell me, what do you

turning around also to admire the living room. "And it f

voice behind me. I tilted my head head behind

my smile as bright as day. He patted my head as if I

ou're heading for college next week so, I want

paused, "after,

but making sure to say 'thank you' because the two adul

n my shoulders were suddenly lifted off. It wasn't new to be feeling that; being buried by sorrow and all the oxygen stolen aw

n the first place because, I didn't know anyone neither did I know my place around the big city. - I should c

ath. Standing in the middle of what I called nowhere- though with few houses, I almost gave myself a punch in the

full gratitude that I could find my way back. I turned around t

went ahead to ask instead of asking her for

adn't noticed. I wasn't surprised anyway, she was capable of doing just tha

h and understanding what was going on in my mind, responded,

in further, I ordere

, not ju

," I

re a little more, you

t you see

lore tomorro

fter few seconds of her not responding, "D

se not, I can't get

walk away but I grabbed her

way now can we

t let's explo

there's no way we can just go around aimlessly, just kn

her face never left. She was a really beautiful girl that belonged on the cover of fashion

what was behind me. I turned around to see a barb

llowing behind. I purchased our snacks w

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ons on ceramic plates echoed as we ate our dinner amidst laughter that took part in the noise. I really loved t

ow how I would cope without them but as my mom always said, it's part of life. All we nee

broke the chit chats, "I'm really glad that Carla got accepted to CSUN an

not to di

hipped in across the table

ha

try not to get into trouble." S

just fi

t the number of people with broke

sides they deserve it, next time they'll

" uncle told us. "Anyway, Carla I really need you to focus on y

trouble maker so, why do

a sigh, "Y

y sure there'll be a lot of sensible people there that are smart enough to mind their business. I know y

, I'll always keep your words at her hear

she'll make us all proud," A

d Ally, it's your senior year

m," she grinned whil

s later. We both hummed to the soft music that played from her phone whilst cleaning the rest

slightly opened window. The moon was in it's full shape and bathed the earth with it's luminous glow. There was peace i

instantly went shut, my soul having a sense of peace.

and I was pretty excited when I wrote thi

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“❝our eyes met, and our souls caught on fire.❞ ═════════════════════ Carla Marshall is an epitome of beauty and valiant nature. Tough, smart and sarcastic yet sweet with no care on how she looked. She's very familiar with pain, after all she was a victim of constant abuse by her father. No matter how much she tries to run, she's still stuck in the tragic verse of her past. Being a freshman at CSUN means a lot, new friends and a lot of drama as she's one who wouldn't hesitate to slam her fist in your face. With her troubling past bottled up, she's determined to get through life unscathed and stay away from college trouble. But unfortunately she crosses path with Valen Monroe and it's literally hate at first sight. Valen Monroe has it all. Boxing champion, two years in a row. A sophomore with devilish looks which has all the female population at his beck and call unfortunately except the crazily beautiful and tough girl. When one of his friends get's punched in the face by her, he's determined to get closer to her and find out more than she portrays.”
1 Chapter 1 foreword2 Chapter 2 prologue3 Chapter 3 keep on track4 Chapter 4 white and brown5 Chapter 5 boxer danger6 Chapter 6 blackout7 Chapter 7 raging storm8 Chapter 8 bitches and apologies 9 Chapter 9 fierce and powerful10 Chapter 10 party pooper11 Chapter 11 adrenaline12 Chapter 12 uncanny politeness13 Chapter 13 new friends, new bond14 Chapter 14 auditory caramel15 Chapter 15 threats and happiness16 Chapter 16 boxer's movie night17 Chapter 17 bitch and beach18 Chapter 18 enthralling conundrum19 Chapter 19 toying with boundaries