The Bad Boy's Therapist

The Bad Boy's Therapist

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I scoffed, settling in the chair across from him. "I'm going to be your therapist." Lily Hawthorne's life has been going absolutely perfect, especially since her sixteenth birthday. She got her act together, dropping out of the practically plastic cheerleading squad, focusing a little harder on her grades, and finding real friends. Surprisingly it worked, much to everyone's surprise. Then she applied to intern at California's best psychology centre, and she got in. Lily partially blamed her favourite fluffy pink earmuffs as the source of her luck. Everything was going amazingly well until Adonis Holt became her client. She nearly had a mental breakdown of her own. Her school's resident bad boy was coming to her about his problems. Her luck has just gone down the drain.
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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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