Is Anyone Out There?

Is Anyone Out There?

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Katherine has been mentally and physically tormented since day one. Since the day she was born. By her parents, the kids at school, everyone. She thinks that no one cares, at all. She wants someone to care though. Even if it's just to ask why she has bruises and scars. She can't take it anymore. The pain has become unbearable. Will someone be able to save her before it's too late?
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*BOOK THREE, INTERCONNECTED SERIES, NOT A STAND ALONE* JETT- When I was in high school I lived for one thing and that was adrenaline, motorcycles, fast cars, getting in trouble with the law and putting all my time into football. Even if that meant sneaking around with the meanest girl in school. From going over to each other's houses to finish a project, from me falling for her so hard it almost cost me everything. Now I'm starting my junior at college after the most fucked up year and trying to go back to normal. Or at least I'm trying to go back to normal, but Nicole has wriggled her way back into my life. Anywhere I went, she was there, annoying me, taunting me, every time I tell myself I don't care about her anymore, but it was so hard to keep lying to myself, especially when it looked like she still did too. NICOLE- When people use to hear my name, they would practically bow in awe, now they cower in disgust thanks to my dad. In high school it might have looked like I was on top, I was a cheerleader dating the quarterback, always put together and most importantly I always looked happy. But in reality I was drowning from my crazy dad's control, taking my anger out on anyone I could, dating someone I hated and was sneaking around with his teammate because he was the only one who could made me feel like a person. But in typical Nicole Salem fashion I screwed that up, or more like I was forced to screw it up. Now I was a junior in college, the whole town of Crimson Harbor hated me, I was a working as a stripper, my dad was dead, my mom didn't talk to me and I was free from acting perfect all the time. I have friends who love me and support but yet I still feel utterly alone. But as much as I was free, there was still one person who could bend me and I would let him, Jett. He hates me that isn't a secret but if he hates me so much why was there moments where he cared?

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