Talk to Me

Jace never fazed me, I had no interest in him like every other girl in the school did. I guess that's what he found so interesting me, it was certainly not my good looks or slutty personality, both of which I did not have. Although my mom would beg to differ, about the good looks that is, not the slutty personality, that would be sort of sad if my mom claimed I was a slut. Point is, I never really cared to get to know him, that was until my family decided to take him in after both his parents died in a terrible accident that no one to this day can fully explain to the broken boy. Most people would look at this like a bad thing, believe me at first, I didn't think I would be able to survive living with that beautiful cocky bastard, but there was a side to him, behind all those tattoos and criminal records, there was a good side to him, one that I saw shine through all the bad