You're Tattooed On My Heart, and That Means Forever ♥ [An Unconventional Love Story]

You're Tattoes On My Heart, and That Means Forever ♥ [An Unconventional Love Story] Prologue

Prologue

A/N: So guys here is another new story, I wil probably update this story the most often, becasue quite frankly, It's my favorite and I LOVE writing it. So I hope you guys enjoy! Comment, Vote, Fan, and Spread the Word! Thanks, I love you guys! Happy Wattpadding! ;D

-Nevermore

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Prologue:

My life was pretty average, also known as boring as all get out, until my dad left. That's when my life finally got 'exciting'. But it wasn't the kind of excitement I wanted. I started dating a gang leader, and not a very pleasant one I may add, and being the gang leader's girlfriend is allot of work, let me tell you. My life started getting exciting after my dad left. Actually, he got kicked out by my mom for abusing me, but that's the past, and I try not to think about it. Anyways, after he 'left', I started getting reckless. I didn't want to stay at home and be a good girl. I'd done that all my life. I was ready for something new, EXCITING. Drinking, dating a gang leader, and partying fit the criteria, or so I thought.

I figured out that all of that stuff wasn't all it was made out to be, but I was already in too deep. There was no escaping my past, or my horrible future. I was trapped. I was alone. I was scared. I'm actually still all of those things. This started a year ago, shortly after my dada left me and my mother, who was actually as far as I could tell the normal one in my very messed up family. My brother's dead, he got shot during a gang war; but don't worry, he was never in a gang. He was a good kid, just like I was. We were both straight A students, and were on the honor roll. We had a perfect attendance record up until the 10th grade, which was last year, when my dad left. I was 15, now I'm 16 and barely attend school at all. When I go, which is rarely, it's because I can't stand the empty with loneliness of my house, and I don't want to drink or party or see my boyfriend, the gang leader, Alfanzo.

I don't even do anything when I go to school. I just sit at my desk, keep quiet, and breathe air. I attend school about 10 times a month. My mother doesn't really care; she threw herself whole heartedly into work after dad left. I don't even know if she even realizes I practically never go to school anymore. I barely see her, and when I do, the air is filled with a thick, lingering, awkward silence that always seems to be at bay. Almost awaiting her arrival, ready to spread the silence like a thick, suffocating blanket and wrap us in the now permanent silence.

And when I'm not home, I'm with Alfanzo, my abusive gang leader alcoholic boyfriend. Sounds like such a sweetheart right? I used to love him, when I was young and naïve, but my love for him faded over the months as he revealed his true self to me. He may seem godlike on the outside, but trust me, he has the heart of Satan on the inside, and the alcohol doesn't help that either. We are either partying, drinking, or partying and drinking. When I told him about my dad leaving, he just told me "to suck it up and stop whining, it was giving him a headache." See how supportive he is? Anyways, I still have one thing I haven't given to him, my virginity, thank god for that. I have already given him my first kiss, my first true love, my money, my body, and even my soul. This is the only thing I have left, and I will fight to keep it from him to the death.

I don't have many friends, only my best friends, Robin and Sparrow, who are twins. You never would have guessed right? They're fraternal twins thought, Robin is a boy, and gay, and Sparrow is a girl. They both have sparkly, beautiful, expressive, gray eyes, and glossy black hair, which I am very jealous of and are breathtaking compared to my boring light brown slightly gold eyes and dull dark brown hair. But I love them to death. They are my real family, along with their mom and dad, who are like my real mom and dad too.

So that's basically my life story, so now I'll tell you how I met the love of my life, Mark Macintyre. So I was a cold, rainy day, lacking sunlight and...

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A/N: So what do you guys think so far? Do you like it? Anyways, Comment, Vote, Fan, and Spread the Word! Thanks, I love you guys! Chapter 1 will be up tommorow.

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