Isobel Davis will never forget the night she was snatched into an alley and brutally raped while a knife was pressed against her throat. She will also never forget the boy who saved her. But even though he saved her that night, how can he save her from the nightmares that follow, waking her up in the middle of the night and bringing her to tears. Robert (Bobby) Slade has always been known as the local badass. Half the teachers at the high school want him suspended indefinitely, and the local police know him by his first name. He has always been bad news. When he saved Isobel that night the smart, beautiful, head-strong girl that he had secretly admired over the years had been torn apart and ripped to pieces, and the girl in her place was just a shell of what she once was. But Bobby will stop at nothing to find that girl that he had once admired, and bring her back. He will save Isobel, even if it meant saving himself too..... But with a stranger lurking in the shadows, both those tasks may prove to be more difficult that either of them had expected.....

"Don't be silly," I said with a wry smile stretched over my lips. "I'm not in love with him." I let out a small huff of air - something half on it's way to becoming a laugh, even though the last thing I felt right then was happy. "I'm in love all on my own." * * * Falling in love is meant to be beautiful. It's meant to be pure and simple and all things wonderful. Or at least that's the picture that Disney painted. Sure they had to battle it out and defeat some evil, but in the end they all got their happily ever after's. To be honest I kind of really hated Disney. Disney told the stories of the prince falling in love with the poor abused girl, and the tale of the beauty who fell in love with the beast, but they never told the one about the unrequited love. They never took in account the girl who stood pathetically in the background watching forlornly as their prince charming walked hand in hand with someone else. To make it worse? I wasn't even the victim here. I was the bad guy. Because I didn't just fall in love with a guy that was with someone else, I fell in love with the guy that was with my best friend. My name's Taylor Lucas, but you can call me ... well you might as well call me two faced bitch. And this isn't my love story. **EDIT** sooo this story got way more popular than i thought it ever would. And that's amazing but it also means that as of April 2020 i no longer have time to read every comment people leave on here. If u have any questions that u really want answered you'll have to @ me in the comment for me to see it. Or send me a dm. Thank you all for your support it means so much to me