Ella is falling apart trying to live a "perfect" high school life. Then she meets Ren, who can see past her scars. Suddenly perfection isn't her only option. ***** Ella Volkov is a gifted music student, but she's depressed and starting to crack under the pressure of high school. Her overbearing father won't even let her choose what instrument she plays. Then she finds herself alone at a party with Ren, her best friend's crush. She'd always thought he was rude, but after that night he's all Ella can think about. Now she's trapped. If Ella dates Ren, it will ruin her friendship with Jenny. But if she stays true to Jenny, she's losing the one person who can see past her scars. It's up to Ella to decide if she will forge her own path, or stay in the "perfect" box designed for her... Content and/or Trigger Warning: depression, anxiety, self-harm, violence, sexual assault. [[word count: 50,000-100,000 words]]

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"You can't deny your feelings forever, love," [completed]

like a little girl, she was as pure as can be. never had a naughty thought, never touched herself sinfully, never said a curse word. he on the other hand, he was as naughty as they come. he had watched her from afar, longing for her for all of her life. he got to see her often seeing how he was her best friends older brother. but what happens when a pure soul meets a tainted one?

"Run, Rosalie, run," his deep voice sung, almost like a sick nursery rhyme. His words swirled around me, each syllable like a needle stabbing into my skin. I knew he was trying to torment me, but all I wanted to do was get away from him. I kept running, the muscles in my legs burning furiously, but I dared stop in case I was caught. "Everything you're running from is still in your head." I scrunched my face up, trying my hardest to ignore his words as I sped away from him. But I knew he was right. Even if I out ran him, his presence was still in my mind, slowly turning me insane. I heard his bellowing laugh behind me as cold hands gripped my waist from behind, sharp fingernails piercing into my skin. "Running from your problems is a race you'll never win," he whispered, his hot breath burning my ear. "I'll always beat you." And he was right.

"I could tell he was going to make a quick turn to the left so that we wouldn’t go over the deer but once we started to drive closer and closer, my thoughts started mixing together in what I felt was shock. Firstly, because when Louis had turned on the brighter beams, I noticed something you wouldn’t usually notice on a deer that had just gotten ran over. Secondly, because when we got closer to the animal, I realized it wasn’t a deer. And thirdly, as Louis started to make the turn to the left and the lights of the car were shone directly on the thing on the road, I noticed four things. It had arms and legs. It was wearing clothes. It had a full head of hair. And it was human."