caity_caitlyn
The rules were made to be broken
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JACKSON SCOTT
I sat there with a small grin plastered across my face. My arms wrapped around me crossed as I leaned back against my chair not having a care in the world. Currently, she was freaking out on me. Yelling a bunch of stuff that honestly, I kinda zoned her out on. I didn't really care what she said. To me, it was, fun. Fun to watch her get mad as she ran her fingers through her cool lightly colored hair messing it up a bit. But, I couldn't help as my grin deepened as I pressed my hands onto the cold black table slowly standing up.
"How could you be so stupid! You know I could get in trouble for this!" she screamed as I let out a low chuckle, slowly stalking towards her.
As she kept running her pretty little mouth I stood behind her lightly trailing my fingers down her shoulder as she shivered under my touch.
"We can't do this..." she suddenly breathed out as she only tensed up. The grin on my face never leaving.
"Who said" I whispered into her ear in a dark tone.
"The rules" she spoke once more as my grin turned into a smirk. It amazed me how much she paid attention to the rules.
"Well Miss Rose," I breathed into her ear letting my breath lightly brush against the skin making her only tense up more. "The rules were made to be broken."
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Jackson Scott, a charming, mysterious, recovering drug addict who shows a new coming addict specialist that life doesn't always revolve around the rules but what if there was more to him then she intended. After all, the rules were made to be broken.
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Started: 8/12/19
Ended: unknown