Detention is supposed to be a punishment, but for Louis and Harry, it's the start of something beautiful. Unfortunately, what starts off as a harmless love affair quickly takes a turn for the worse. Through all the stereotypes, judgments, family issues, and demons from the past, Louis and Harry struggle to stay strong. What happens in detention, stays in detention. [NOTE: I began writing this book in 2011 when I was 13 years old. There are many grammatical errors, cringe-worthy moments, and plot inconsistencies. Obviously, my writing has improved immensely since 2011, so please feel free to check out any of my more recent works instead. This book is not representative of my present-day writing abilities. I would prefer to delete this entirely (and its sequel), but there have been many readers who have expressed their love and appreciation for this book despite its flaws. Regardless, thank you all for your support with the Detention series over the past few years. I love and appreciate each and every one of you.]

Él llegó a mi vida como una cortadura en mi brazo. Sucedió en el baño, sin previo aviso. No quería hacerlo, no debía hacerlo. Sin embargo terminé probándolo, terminé siendo dependiente de ello. ¿Qué haces cuando lo que se supone que debería hacerte fuerte, sólo te da más ganas de sucumbir? Cada momento con él fue como una gota de sangre derramada; Al principio apacigua tu alma, luego vuelves a la realidad y recuerdas que no importa lo que hagas, no serás feliz. La sangre de una persona rota tiene el tono más hermoso. Por eso tiene que ser vista, debía dejarla libre. Era lo único que podía hacer.