My Bad Boy

We live alone .

We die alone.

Everything else is just an illusion.

To a stranger passing by on the street Arabella diamonds would seem like the usual high school student that could possibly belong in the 'popular' crowd or maby even the typical head cheerleader and queen bee that rules the school with her long violet red hair that flows on perfect ringlets down her slender back to rest softly on her waist. She looks like the type of girl that lives in a happy home where her parents are in love and her siblings are like her best friends, where her mum wakes her up every morning to to smell of pancakes, where she falls asleep every night in peace after being told she was loved by her parents. She looks like the type of girl that had boys falling to her feet begging for her affection. The type of girl that had no secrets and way happy and cheerful no matter what the circumstances.

She looks perfect.

To her school peers Arabella Diamonds is the quite girl that doesn't really speak, she is a girl that is well mannered and happy. She has a small group of friend that she talks to, she is a pretty girl but doesn't believe it.she is the girl with two different coloured eyes, one green and one brown. She is a girl that doesn't like to participate in sport or avoids any type of group activity. She is the girl that had never had a boyfriend. The girl that had to go through the death of her mother at the tender age of 12. She is the type that is always smiling and nothing effects her, the type that goes to the occasional party. The girl that is always carrying that old polaroid camera around and taking pictures of anything and anyone willing.

She looks happy.

To Arabella Diamonds she is a messed up broken girl that is still mourning over her mothers death 5 years on. She is the girl that hates letting people past the wall she has built around herself in fear that they will only leave her in pain the same way her mother did. She is the girl that has scars decorating her wrists and legs, some old. Some created mere days ago. She is the girl that cry's herself to sleep every night while her father is totally fine with her mothers passing. The girl that has a older brother that was ment to protect her from the cruel words people say, he was ment to be there for to cry on when her mother passed. He was ment to be strong for her when she could be strong for herself. But he wasn't he was just at bad as Arabella.

She needs to be saved.

To a stranger passing by on the street Cade Miles would be the typical 'bad boy' that goes around creating trouble. He is the well known boy that fights for money and power. He seems like the boy that is popular at school and lives off his popular status. He looks like the type of boy that goes out every weekend to party. He looks like the guy that knows he is good looking and is a player. He seems like a boy that has parents that are never there and raised him the wrong way. He would be seen as the type that every girl falls for only to get their heart broken. He looks like the type that you would tell your daughters to keep away from.

He looks bad.

To his school peers Cade Miles is the person every girl wants to date and the the person every boy wants to be friends with. He is the boy with jet black hair and bright green eyes, the boy that has perfect styled hair and a lip piercing. The boy that smokes and skips class. The boy that basically lives in detention. The boy that picks fights with anybody because he knows he will win. He is the boy that only has one person he actually likes and trusts, his best friend since diapers. The boy that steals your girlfriend. The boy that cares for nobody. The player. The heartbreaker. The Bad Boy. The boy you don't want to get on the wrong side of.He looks dangerous but mysterious. The type that every girl wants to change and be cared for by him.

He looks carefree.

To Cade Miles he is a boy that decided to get into that car drunk and kill his brother. The boy that had to learn how to fight to protect his mother and little sister. The boy that does street fighting to get money to help pay the bills. The boy that hates people. The boy that sleeps with nameless girls because he just wants to feel something. The boy that is self destructive. The boy that holds many secrets. The boy that means everything to his sister after their mother went off the rails. The boy that hates himself but doesn't show it. The boy that is hurting behind closed doors. The boy that wants somebody to care for him. He is the family fuckup. He is unwanted and useless. He hides behind a mask.

He needs to be saved.

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Umm this is my first story so let me know what you think and I will maby continue with it.

Xoxoxo