ROMAN'S P.O.V
I lay in bed, staring at the darkness above me. I never knew I could be humiliated so much by a mere girl. She called me a freak, a brat AND slapped me.
The scene replayed over and over in my head. I can't believe I bought that stupid company just so I could get inner peace, by getting revenge...
It was useless. All that money, wasted. And my contract doesn't allow me to back out.
I'm such a f***ing idiot sometimes.
I ran a hand through my hair and sighed. Why had I been intreged by that common girl?
She didn't look like a model anyway.
I'm getting on the rusty bus, my phone buzzing constantly in my pocket.
As I get on, I see her. Sitting quietly by the window, staring into space. I go and sit next to her. She doesn't look up. She doesn't see me.
But I see her.
Her glassy brown eyes, puffy lips that I want to kiss so damn badly...Her brown hair that I want to run my hand through...And as I reach out to her, her beautiful features morph into something horrific and the creature screeches out one word...that rings in my ears as I sit up in bed, sweating...
"BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!!"
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The Boy With The Rose Tattoo. (I'M BACK!!)
JugendliteraturRoman Darwin Coleman. An 18 year-old, son of a millionaire, who thought money could buy him everything. Clothes. Cars. Shoes. You name it, he had it. But there was one thing money could not buy him. Athena Matthews. A girl with too many scars on...
