Meet Jade Cross, NYC's infamous heartbreaker... the very same one who seamlessly crushed the guy known as "The Legendary Player" 's heart into tiny pieces. However, at the end of the day one's actions have consequences, and this heartbreak may or m...
*** "Still taste the metal, it lingers on my lips. I let it haunt me, so I don't ever forget all the battles. This ain't over yet, still got demons in my head. It's too late to save me. Don't you come my way, don't pray for me... 'Cause I've already saved myself. I found beauty in this pain... it gave me strength to break these invisible chains."
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Jade's POV
Memories grew darker and darker with every second until my mind was somewhere else entirely. My body must've been shutting down because I couldn't really see, hear or feel anything.
That dreadful night started playing over and over again inside my head. It was as if though I was reliving it - as if I had gone back in time.
I remembered the exact moment I woke up in my bed, dazzled by the sound of a heated argument between my parents. I could practically smell the expensive perfume filling my nostrils from when I was crouched down, hidden behind the stairs.
I was overwhelmed by the same feeling of confusion I experienced when I saw the look of betrayal on my mother's face, even though I couldn't understand it at the time.
Everything felt so real, I could even see my young self glancing back at my father for the last time, who had the nerve to look me straight in the eye right before he walked out that door...
My mind was suddenly pitch black. There was a brief pause before my eyes snapped open, revealing a pair of vacuous, hazel irises that lacked any sort of human sentiment.
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My heart became steady and my muscles relaxed. I felt emotionless - as if my body was moving on its own.
I moved my arm again, this time firmly grabbing on to Sawyer's as he tried to stop me. I trailed a path with the tip of my fingers up his toned arm, making my way to the prickly stubble that started at the top of his neck.
This made him lift his head up from mine to look directly into my eyes, eyes that appeared to be filled with darkness and lust. His eyes widened in realization, a wolfish grin soon formed on his face.
