She walked out of the car. Scratches upon her legs. Bruises lay on her arms. This wasn't because she fell. It wasn't from a bully. It was someone whom she was taught to love and respect. Skylar walked into class with long sleeves and pants, even though it was 96 degrees. She didnt want more people to laugh. She didnt want more people to pity her because she knew she was a hero. She kept her brothers safe. Safe from the true monster. Not some oger, not some dragon from a fairytale. It was her younger brotherś father, her stepfather. Skylarś relationship with her stepfather was great, whenever her mom was around. Her mom loved him. Until the day before Christmas Eve. That was when all of Hell broke out of the gate.

"You'll do anything will you?" Keeley smirks, a mischievous glint lighting up her brown eyes. "I dare you, Jade Elsie Brooke, to break into Trystan Woods house and steal a pair of his boxers without him finding out." Jade Brooke was the dare devil who had never turned down a dare, no matter how bad it was. So when a simple game of truth of dare ends up flipping her life upside down in the form of a dare, she has no one to blame but herself. Trystan Woods was the boy out of reach for most, who stood at the top of the high school food chain. Everyone loves him, and he was the football team captain. Jade had never interacted with him, until the day she was dared to break into his house and steal his underwear. The only flaw in the plan? When he catches her in his room holding his boxers. || Humour #1 || // this story is in major need of editing and sucks quite badly so read at your own risk you have been warned \\

love : noun \ˈləv\ : a feeling of strong or constant affection for a person : attraction that includes sexual desire : the strong affection felt by people who have a romantic relationship : a person you love in a romantic way

de·mon (dēmən) noun 1. An evil spirit or devil, especially one thought to possess a person or act as a tormentor in hell.