This is dedicated to my best friend he helped me make this story about a year ago. My writing I hope has improved since I wrote the first few chapters but I decided to finally post it. Life's not worth living if you just hold yourself back all the time ~your bean, kam Highest ranking ~#2 in lgbtpride 8/31-9/22~

THIS BOOK IS NO LONGER BEING CONTINUE, Also this is low-key cringe in my opinion sorry. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He was abused, put into foster care. Can he find love? "Foster care 'home' number 13" Liam sighed as he rang the doorbell. A dark haired boy with blue eyes opened the door. "Mom! The foster kid is here!" He looked at me and smiled.

Kidnapped in the past by someone he thought loved him, tortured for many days, and literally scarred beyond belief; Damon has learned many hurtful things about the human nature. People had never looked at him the same, for scars had wrapped around his entire body. No one exactly knew that though, they only knew of the one carved into his face. He now realized that in most eyes, it's about the looks, not the personality. It should be the other way around. It really should. He basically hates life. His parents were always abusive towards him, before the kidnapping, that is. They didn't even comfort him when he was found. Damon was left alone in the world, trying to lock his feelings deep within himself and struggle to keep on living. Well, until that one day came where a person did not care about the looks. To Lexan Zanders, it was about the personality. *Long story, long chapters.