#1 In LSJU Series
~he lost everything~
Elizabeth Grey has gone through hell with her psycho ex, and her move to the uni in Cali has been secretly planned out to get away from him.
What happens when she meets the cliché...
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Prologue
"Elizabeth, I swear if you don't fucking stop!"
Yeah, that's me. Elizabeth Grey. Seventeen-year-old senior. Brown haired, dark-blue eyed girl in love with her high-school sweetheart. We've been together for a little over a year now.
He was amazing.
He was sweet.
He was my world.
The world just crumbled out from under me, and I watched it all happen.
"Jayden! Let me go," I yelled, thrashing around in his arms.
Jay has me by my hair, holding me down while I'm crouched on my knees.
You're probably curious what the fuck is going on and let me say it's not pretty.
"Let me explain baby please," he begs. His voice cracking at the end, but I don't care. All I feel is pain. Pain from the hold on me, and the pain in my chest as I look at the naked girl in his bed.
You guessed it, I caught him cheating. Oh, terrible you say?
That's not even the worse part.
"No," I scream as loud as I can, hot tears pouring down my face, "I'm done Jayden, we're over let me go!"
It was this moment. This moment was when I realized my life will never be the same. I watched his grey eyes lose any and all emotion. In a matter of a second, Jayden wasn't my Jay anymore. I don't think he ever was.
I pull a sharp inhale as I feel a cold metal press into lower chin. My eyes go wide as I watch Jayden turn his lips up into a sinister smirk I've never seen before.
It's like a completely different person with the body of the boy I love. Black hair dusting his tan-skinned forehead. His pink plump lips not holding a boyish grin anymore, and his skin on his chest, neck, and arms barely peeking out from all his tattoos.
I pull my shocked eyes off his face and look at the cold metal pressed into my neck.
A gun, pressed right into my neck while his hand, the same hand I hold, linger over the trigger.
"Oh Elizabeth," Jay said sweetly. He shakes his head and moves the gun to my forehead, pressing it right between my eyes, "I don't think you realize. You can't just leave me."
As I sit crouched on my knees on the cold hard floor staring at the boy I love, I think to myself what went wrong.
As I glance at the girl on his bed, I wonder why she is smiling at me like she'd love to watch him pull the trigger.
As I silently cry and my life flashes before my eyes, I know if I happen to make it out of this alive, I'll leave him. Even if it takes months or years.
I'll fight like hell to get out.
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Okay it's official I want people to read this, but every time I see a view go up I get embarrassed. I feel like it's sucks🙃
