Your Knife My Back, My Gun Your Head

Four years. She had been waiting for her perfect ending in four years.
Four years, four psychologists and four cities later and young Joanna Jones still hadn’t got her wonderful fairytale ending. She had finally given up on calling herself Wendy; they had convinced her that her actual name was Joanna so why stick to her pet name.

Notes

posting the sequel now!! sorry it have taken so long but i finally got my lazy ass to do it! ive had an enourmous writers block and havent been able to write anything at all!

My Knife Your Back, Your Gun My Head