Reckless - A Dysfunctional Love

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Chapter 1 (v.1) - Reckless - A Dysfunctional Love

Submitted: August 27, 2012

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Submitted: August 27, 2012







You know that life? Of course you do. Everyone knows that life. The perfect life, the one everyone seems to aim for. The life where you're beautiful and smart. Where you have more than enough money. Enough money in fact that no one would dare ever mess with you. 

Everyone wants that life, right? Who wouldn't? You'd have to be crazy not to want it.

Well, I guess you can call me crazy because I don't want that life. I've lived that life for the past seventeen years of my life and I have one thing to tell those that call me crazy. It's not as perfect as it seems.

All you need to do is take a second to think it through and you'd soon agree with me. 

My parents share a company together. It's an incredibly famous company - beauty products is what they specialize in - and brings a lot of publicity to the family. 

Therefore I must always be smiling. And smiling. Smiling until my jaw begins to ache and tears sting my eyes from the strain... and still I smile. I have to be polite and patient, kind to every stuck-up snob that I meet.

I'm not allowed to date. Despite the fact that I'm seventeen and only a few months from turning eighteen. It's ridiculous, to be treated as such - especially when I see twelve year olds with their tongues down their boyfriends throat. Boyfriends, by the way, that are like, sixteen. Gross. 

Mother and father have told me that the reason they don't want me dating is that if it doesn't work out, the boy could ruin us. He could tell the media stories about our lives, intimate private things that should never get out. I see what they mean. I understand it but... it's just unfair that I can't lead a normal life.

My parents are cold as ice and as hard as stone. They love me, I know they do but it's tough love. They want me to become stronger and more resilient. They don't want me to be a pitiful, feeble mess. 

They want me to be like them. Ice cold with perfect control over my reactions and expressions. I'm not quite like that though, despite how I have been raised. I'm a touchy-feeling emotionally person. It sucks to be that kind of person with parents like mine.

In that life, nothing is what it seems.

You don't get what you want, when you want it.

It's not quite that great having that life.


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