Remedy
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From bad people, worse parents, and a best friend, Ivy's life isn't exactly a walk in the park. She deals with things No one should have to deal with. She's beat up, strong, loved. She doesn't want to worry anymore. But alas, some people want her back. Ivy- She's good and bad. It entices you in. You touch it your poisoned. She's beautiful, but had an ugly past. Rose- Again. She's beautiful. Roses come in different colors. Ivy has different moods or colors too. You want a rose, you have to get pricked. Reynolds- her last, but confusing name. Even I as the author doesn't know what this name means. I can guess that it's the last peice of her that hasn't been found. Can Bryson be her Remedy. THIS CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, SEX SCENES, ABUSE, AND OVERALL OBSENITIES. DONT READ IF YOU CANT STOMACH IT!!!!!!!!
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A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

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