The Bad Boys Saved Me

Sometimes it's confusing for me. At this point, I don't know if I'm cutting because I want to kill myself or because I want to stay alive.

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Her name is Emma.

She's infamous in her town, though the students of her high school don't generally know her by her first name. She's better known as 'Freak', 'Trash', 'Psycho bitch', but the most common nickname for Emma is 'Murderer.'

It's scribbled on her locker, it's called out in the halls, it's snickered in between classes. Everyone knows Emma as 'Murderer' because of something that happened 3 years ago. The death of Emma's mother.

Her mother was loved by many before the accident that left her dead and Emma's life in ruin. And though nobody really knows the facts and the specific details of the death, they can all agree that everything that happened was Emma's fault. And they aren't the only ones.

Then she meets him. He's not very nice and just about the last person she'd ever thought would become the most important person in her life.

He's blunt and unapologetically rude and basically lacks all manners. She should hate him. But he's also the first person in years to make her smile. And while most people would probably look at him and think he's trouble (or has a hot ass) Emma looks at him and sees someone just as majorly screwed up as she is.

But as she finds herself falling love, she also finds everything else falling apart. Old secrets emerge, true motivations are revealed and nasty tricks are used. As flashbacks of her old life come into place, Emma is forced to chose between living in the past, leading into the future or ending it all at once.

Everything in her life will all have to come down to one simple decision.

And only she can decide what choice to make.

**WARNING: Mature content with descriptions of self-harm**
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