Oswyn Emmerson wasn't one for affection. Oswyn didn't hug, or talk at dinner, or participate in family game night. Oswyn didn't watch MTV with her little brother Sam, or help her twin brother, Michael, fix his motorcycle, and the closest thing to bonding she had done to bonding with her mother in the past 10 years (possibly her whole life) was ask for pads when her period first started. She was fine with this. She had herself, and that was all she needed. A/N: I am currently in the process of doing a re-write of this fic so please look out for that on my profile. It'll also be posted on ao3. I'm still unsure if I'll delete this version as it's been a super long time since I first published it and its pretty ass by my current standards ;-;

This story is set after the events of the Heathers. In this, Veronica rips the explosives off JD but he pushes her back and escapes around the side of the school when the bomb goes off. A month later the school explodes and the note that JD wrote previously is left in the wreckage. Veronica dies as well. JD and his dad move to Miami, Florida where JD meets y/n, a girl who is just as disturbed as he is. **contains swearing, extreme violence, faked suicide, and depictions of abuse. I apologize for a lot of stuff I've written in this book about abuse and things I really had no experience with. I hope this doesn't offend anyone and I apologize in advance. The fanart on the cover is not mine.

I saw so many bakudeku stories so I had too I'm sorry if you don't like sin then don't read this In the first place..

Hi....this is basically my fav ship in a story I made!