Love. Love is often found in unexpecting places...or so they say. But what of love and friendship? What of when friendship is all you've ever known? Could you tell the difference then? Well for Scarlet Jones, a new bound college student, that concept may have been a little tough to tackle. As she crosses paths with a stranger who turns friend, her college experience takes turn. Becoming less about a few late nights out, challenging professors or one too many beers...Scarlet's new found friend has her diving into dangerous waters. Unknowingly falling for a women who has secrets and habits of pushing other away. Scarlet's intentions aren't what she assumes. Will their friendship survive when Scarlet discovers a side to herself she has never known? And just how hard is it to fall for someone who keeps so much from you? Well with Scarlet's determination to her new sexuality and this women, more than their friendship will be tested. "I just wish she would let me inside. Isn't that what friends are supposed to do?" -Scarlet.
After developing a deep friendship two women Beverly and Alice loose touch after collage. Beverly’s life has fallen apart after being kidnapped tortured and rescued by a mysterious and reclusive hero. Beverly needing an out let. Beverly pulls up the last email address she has for the one person who would understand Alice. She begins to send daily accounts of what happens to her thru her every day life. When it goes unanswered. Thinking the email is an unused account she begins to write her thoughts deepest secrets and desires. Unaware the past is going to come crashing in to her present at any moment and change everything.
~"I want the weight of my shoulders lifted, the lid on a closed jar opened."~ The diary of a girl in this time period experiencing difficulties in life. Her story is here, waiting to be read. A/N: Just saying guys, this story is made up. And pls read at ur own risk. There is some violence involved, but not a lot. Also this story will be like u r the one experiencing all of this. So when I type 'y/n' it means your name. Others: e/c - eye color; h/c - hair color. [i will add more here as the story goes on] Yet I will write the story as in "I" perspective.