My heart stopped as my body plowed into his. I fell to the ground as let out a grunt of pain as he growled down at me. "Watch it nerd." He said angrily as he brushed passed me without helping me up or saying sorry. "You have eyes dickhead. Why don't you watch it?" I snapped at him angrily before thinking. But I didn't regret it, I don't let people talk to me like that. Not even that Greek god. "You better watch it Princess. I can make your life a living hell." He said as he slowly turned back around to me. "I'd like to see you try." I replied as I rolled my eyes and pulled my self up. I really wish I hadn't said that. Seeing as now he's my roommate. Ellison Ford AKA El, isn't your normal nerd, she's smart, feisty, stubborn, sarcastic and surprisingly beautiful, not that shed ever admit it, but she hates attention. She keeps a low profile and her life is perfectly fine with the few friends she has. Aiden Ryder is your typical bad boy, hot, a player, mysterious, and doesn't care about a thing. Especially not pesky little nerds like El, but things change... When Aidens parents leave to Haiti on an extended mission trip he moves in the Fords. Trouble is on its way. Roadtrips. Sneaking out. Partie. Brownies. And lots of confusion, can these two ever be friends? And if so, can they be more?

I love reading short horror stories so I thought I would write some myself! I hope you enjoy! ~all stories written by me although some where inspired from other ideas~ ~cover to this story is a photo taken by me~ ~read this at night if you're adventurous )~ ***Graphic DO NOT READ IF EASILY SCARED OR IF YOU GET SICK FROM BLOOD AND GORE ***

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

*May be triggering; I love you* I love these. These are simultaneously a big part of my life and my biggest secret I guess haha. They give me a feeling of community, like I'm not alone. These books make me happy, isn't that odd? But they do. And now I'm full of all this quote-worthy material, and I wanna share it with y'all. I'm just gonna say that I take NO CREDIT FOR ANYTHING IN THIS BECAUSE THE THINGS IN MY HEAD PROBABLY AREN'T ACTUALLY MINE K? If you have anything you want in this, or ever want to talk; about anything *pretend 'anything' is in italics*; just tap the little envelope :) Here goes...