Arranged Marriage From Hell :: Harry Styles Fanfic ::

Arranged Marriage From Hell :: Harry Styles Fanfic ::

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Jasmine I lay here numb not being able to move.As the man got up to leave he looked over his shoulder and gave me a flirty smile. I cringed with disgust. He put the money down on the dresser and briefly walked out. I looked to my right and saw my mother passed out on the floor. I hate her. With every ounce of blood that coursed through my veins I hated her. She held a bottle of vodka in her filthy hand. I tried to get up as quiet as possible not wanting the raging beast to even wake up. I quickly got dressed. I ran out the door. I ran ignoring my body screaming for me to stop. I didn't stop, I ran all the way to my best friends house no matter how much pain I was in. I got there and knocked on the door. She opened the door swiftly and gave me one quick glance over and pulled me in upstairs. She gave me clean clothes and told me to shower. Once I got in there I cried. I turned the water on as hot as I could ignoring the pain I felt through out my body. I sighed. Why me? __________________________ © 2014 by shellbell98 All rights reserved.
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I sit down on my bike looking around the school parking lot. Listening to music, I stand up begin to walk through the student-less parking lot. Honestly, it's not like I meant to be late. My music cut out causing me to hear a whistle. I stop in my tracks and pull my headphones down to my neck. Turning around, I seen a group of men with one guy who just smirked at me. "You new here beautiful?" one of the guys asked. "What do you think Einstein?" cocking my brow. "Ohh. Challenging? I like." he says walking towards me, about two inches away. "Really?" biting my lip, as he continued walking towards me. He reaches out and grabs my hip, "Mmhmm," smiling down at me. Swiftly, I grab his hand, turn him around, kick him right above the back of his knee, and pushes down so he's on his knees in front of me in a position of which I could brake his arm, "What a shame, 'cause personally, I don't like fuck boys with various STD'S." I look at all the men in the group who had their jaws dropped, all except for one, "Touch me one more time, and I'll brake your arm in two." I stand and kick his back so he falls on the concert. "Anyone else?" they stare at me blankly. "Didn't think so." When fuck boy tries to get up, I take my foot and slam him back down. Looking back at the boys, I say, "Later boys." Then, I turn and leave. ~~~~ Truce Mane is a girl who recently moved to New York with her youngest niece and nephew along with her uncle Mike. Truce went through many things as a child. She still went through them. Her mother blamed her for everything. She would get into Street fights. As in, she would fight in a dark alley with whoever she could. Sounds bad, huh? Wrong. *** Dante Kings is the most feared gang leader across the world. While he does have his fuck and Chuck's, he's been looking for his princess. He vowed that when he found her, she'd be his and he would treat her like a queen. When the spit fire moves to town and believes he's finally found her. Has he?

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