He was the bad boy. I was the abused girl from New York. He had the perfect image, the perfect life, he had everything I ever wanted. I had nothing. After Kaylie's mom died her father became an alcoholic. Whenever he got drunk, he'd abuse Kaylie. The only people who knew about her dad, was her Aunt Jean and Uncle M...
"I don't know who you think you are coming here, and acting like you don't care about anything. Now listen here Princess, because I'm not going to repeat myself. Here's a couple of rules that I'd like to enlighten upon you. Number one, you do not talk back to me. And two, you don't mess with me or the rules," his brea...
This is an old version. I am slowly rewriting this. Please wait to read that one. It'll have some of the same chapter outlines but way better writing. It'll also have more characters and hopefully be more in depth as well as be longer and have a different ending. He thought he was a bad boy. She thought she was a psy...