My name is Cynthia Wells im 18 and just finished high school im an only child i was bullied in school and i keep to myself my mom died two years ago my dad isn't taking it well he's been gambling and being in debt awesome right Its worse when he he gets home cuz all his built up anger is put on me yeah i get abused but he always apologizes after
Anyways my mom was Jasmine wells she died from cancer we thought the medication was working then one day her heart gave out and she was gone some nights i imagine she's still here and when i wake up it's back to the harsh reality i call life my dad just walked in the house
"Cyn get down here he said stern i wanna talk to you""yes dad i said while walking down the stairs but he's not alone there are two bodyguards and a guy who looks around my age with brown hair blue eyes and a mean smirk "dad who are these people"i asked "honey your going to paris with these guys i was in debt so i sold you for a million dollars now go pack"
I never thought my dad was that much of a douche pants to sell me out to some perv well if he thinks im going with him they can kiss my virgin ass i put all my clothes in a duffel bag along with all the money i saved up i put on black sweats and a black hoodie with my black and white converse i went out my window and climbed down the fire escape and jumped down to the bed that i kept there to sneak out i with threw the backyard and walked to the airport to get a ticket to paris its convenient that i have an airport so close
I bump into this guy he had blonde hair brown eyes and had a shirt that says Rock on that clearly printed out his abs i said sorry and walked to catch my flight i decided to call a hotel in advance luckily i took French my last year in high school
*10 hours later*
I finally got off the plane and took a cab to my hotel which wasn't far i got in the room and changed into my purple walk the moon shirt my dip dye beanie and my black skinny jeans and walked to this cafe Coutume Café its beautiful i got a french vanilla latte and a two donuts i put it at my table but i forgot my straw so i turned and my latte spilled all over the guy i looked up and saw it was the guy i bumped into at the airport so i acted like my normal self
"Sorry my name is Cynthia but you can call cyn"i said with a little sass
"My name is Zachary but you can can call me Zach no worries princess its cool"he said smooth i like it "wanna join me i have an extra donut im willing to share"i said "yeah so stop flirting with me"he stated "says the person calling me princess"
We talked for hours and we finally had to leave we got each other's phone number's as i headed back to my hotel Room i couldn't help but smile but what i didn't know is someone's been following me atleast i didn't until it was too late....
