"All that lying is going to get ya caught doll," he said stepping out of the shadows. Smoking a joint. "I... I..... I wasn't." I hiccuped trying to find the door handle without looking because who knew what he was capable of when no one was watching him. I thought I knew what he was capable of, but it turns out he had more things hidden about him that he's never told me or others about. "I won't tell anyone." "H...... H..... How do I know that you won't?" "Because I own you now. You belong to me, not Gerald." "I....I don't belong to anyone." He came closer to me and I shuddered in fear. All the love I had for him was gone and it was replaced with hate. "Oh my little cupcake, you don't know anything. I protected you and loved you, so be grateful. Gerald could never have loved you the way I do." "Why do you lie to me? Do you just do that so you can make sure I stay and don't leave? You don't own me Colson." "Shhhh my cupcake."

Autophobia- The fear of abandonment Racing. It was in my blood from the day I was born. My dad raised me working on cars, so I knew the ins and outs. But I wasn't racing for that NASCAR shit, I was a street racer and that was all I wanted to be. I didn't know Colson would change me so much when I meet him. I also didn't know about all the amazing things I would experience with him, and all the times that could literally be described as hell. But in the end we made a great team and life with him is all I could ever ask for.

He's known as a famous rapper.Some say he's the next Eminem.The next King of Rap. But not many know him for his KINKS.

Beautiful Scars, a Colson Baker (Machine Gun Kelly) fanfiction In which Olivia coincidentally meets her idol, and he helps her getting out of a deep, black hole of depression. She has no idea who he is, all she really knows on him is his phone number and that he would be traveling a lot. Will she be able to eventually buckle up for the ride of life? Read it in beautiful scars, starring Machine Gun Kelly.

He carried me to the front door while I tried to reason with him. I couldn't make him stop. "Kelly please don't do this to me." I sobbed. There were tears in his face but he didn't say anything. "Colson please. Please don't." I pleaded. "I'm sorry Ashley. I'm so sorry." he whispered as he rung the doorbell. "Please don't. I love you Colson. I love you so much.... don't, please." My mother opened the door quickly and she froze when she saw him standing there with me sobbing in his arms. "Ms. Parker I'm sorry about all of this. I really am. I love this girl but I can't stand next to her and pretend like you accept us. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." "Um.... Bring her in." I tried anything to hold onto him, but he let go and carefully set me on the couch. I watched him go up to her with his head down. It took him a few moments, but when he managed to keep it together, he said, "Take care of her." I cried harder into the pillow not bothering to wipe my tears. "Colson, please don't leave." He didn't look back as he left. My tears kept falling as I clung to myself. It hurt. It hurt everywhere. My love was gone. No, my teacher was gone.

Chloe was born and raised in Cleveland and had not once heard of "Kells". But at one party, an old friend shows up and turns her life upside down

Looks like you're gonna have to read to find out.

Mariela was impulsive and a hopeless romantic. That would prove to be a problem for her, until he returned. [Based on a true story]

Kyilee and Colson Baker have everything you could possibly imagine. A nice big house, the cutest kids and the perfect family. When Kyilee's "old friend" and Colson's ex come back into their lives, she causes nothing but chaos. She wants Colson back; now knowing about the amount of fame he has and doesn't care about the circumstances she'd face to get him. They go through a series of events to get her out of their lives once again. But, she doesn't leave easily.

"Im a rager, I do shows, I do the girls at the shows, I drink, I smoke, don't you get it?! I'm not a fucking hopeless romantic like you are okay?!" "Colson, You don't mean that--" "YES I DO! Stop trying to tell me what I do and don't mean. I don't want you to do that for me and I damn sure don't NEED you."