"Dear Prya, I know it's been a few months since I wrote you, and I'm sorry. I miss seeing you everyday.. It's not the same having to write. I don't even know if you'll get this! Please write back if you do.. I love you. From, Jason."

"Go ahead," I said, backing up against the pink wall of the shop. "Do something other than glare at me." I waited. One, two, three seconds... and nothing. I raised my chin at him. "You're boring me, mute boy." He stepped closer. Leaned toward me as his gaze burned into mine. Then... ❀ ❀ ❀ After three months in juvenile detention, it's time for Romy Pereira to help out with her family's flower shop. And it's not all bad... until they hire Jack Michel to work beside her. He doesn't speak, communicating with glares and scowls instead of words, and seems to be more interested in literal rocks than other human beings. And with an ex-convict mother, her friends drifting away, and the flower shop falling apart, the last thing Romy wants to deal with is Jack's attitude. She'll forever praise the day he screws up big time and gets himself fired, but until that day comes, it's mostly one cold-hearted girl, her silent (but still infuriating) coworker, and a whole lot flowers. [word count: 100k] [originally written in 2014-2015; re-write completed 2020-2021] ❀ Rankings ❀ #1 in #badgirl #1 in #goodboy #1 in #flowershop #1 in #sociopath

endings..

Once you're marked, it's over. No more running from your fears, because at the end, you become your biggest fear. You don't even remember how to smile, you become one of them. You're no longer yourself, barely a human, barely alive, barely breathing, barely there. No ones able to break free, you're all underestimated.