Welcome to my "charming" life. I'm 18 years old and I am named Bellatrix Williams. Bellatrix means 'fighter woman' in latin, this is the only reason why I like my name, but I never use my full name tho. People know me as Bella, kind of lame believe me I know. But on streets and business I'm outrageous Trix, powerful and dangerous force to be reckoned with. People in my town aren't smart enough to connect my alias with my true identity.
In school I'm a quiet girl, nerdy, nobody, I'm locked in my tiny cage trying to break free, but once I am out I can never go back. Fortunately nerdy image gives me a chance to study peacefully and build myself a career in the future, if I should suddenly want a change. I like to keep my options open.
I can be my true self on the streets, where I'm a terrible person according to bible.
So how do you define a so called "bad girl"? Someone who cheats on tests and insults her parents, or someone who breaks law on daily basis?
I don't trust people, because if I trust anyone, they tend to hurt me. I even don't trust myself. You think it's sad?
Well I don't, because I haven't felt any emotions for years now. Only thing I'm able to feel is proctectivness over family and adrenaline flowing through my body. But if that's the case, why am I still afraid of getting hurt?
This story is about my messed up life and if you feel like this book is not for you, then SHUT THE DUCK UP AND LEAVE! I'm kidding, come back! I'M SERIOUS, COME BACK! Aaand there are my anger issues....
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Emotionless Control ✔
Teen Fiction"Someone didn't get a kiss from his mommy today, huh?" I mock Jace with a smirk, my fists ready to punch. "You really have a death wish, don't you?" He asks me amused. "Yea, help me out a little?" I challenge him, he already thinks that i'm joking...
