Scarred Or Broken

Scarred Or Broken

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He's rich, I'm poor He's the definition of a god like creature, I'm just plain Jane He smokes and swears, I don't. He has an arm full of tattoos, I don't have a single one. We are complete, bipolar opposites, so what are the odds of meeting and falling in love....?? Never before had I thought that my boring life could be taken away, after watching my mum die, and my father, who's suppose to support and love me just spiral downwards, I had no choice but to search for a job. Do I regret everything that happened? No. Do I regret leaving my dad? Well..... He left me alone. The only person who's keep me slightly sane? Well that's a no brainer. This is not some kind of cheesy romance story!!!! what's worth it, is what you fight for. ____________________________________ Let me explain something about the title I chose, it wasn't something I just came up with, but in fact something that took me days to decide. It's effected my life ever since, because some relationships we go into, we don't think rationally about, but if someone does something to hurt you, and you forgive them, then it scars you, but other times.... things get so bad that they end up broken.... ____________________________________ IMPORTANT Scarred Or Broken now has it's own Twitter page, so if you're enjoying the story or want to know about updates, please follow =) https://twitter.com/mysterygirl0124 Part 1 of the Scared Or Broken Series xxangelxx2440
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It's been two years since he has gone to study abroad. I still remember the day I came to live in this house after my parent's death. I still remember the day when he suddenly came into my room. I was looking at him with shocked eyes because of his actions. He locked the door and started coming in my direction. I knew that I was in danger but I can't move my body. Bloody hell, my body was held by the cold gaze of his blue sea-colored eyes. With long steps, he was coming towards me, and in a flash of seconds, he was in front of me. He grabbed my hair making me look into his eyes, my eyes were close afraid of meeting his cold star but the next word from his mouth made my eyes short open. "Who was that man Jane with whom you were laughing and talking answer me. Who was he," he shouted in anger. I took in his appearance his jaw was clenched and his eyes were burning in anger. H-e-he saw me with him. I knew I was in danger. Now, what should I do was the big question for me. Warm tears filled my eyes ready to slip out from the corner of my eyes by remembering that day. The more memory of that day still you heard it right. First place in The Scribblers Award 2020 for best novel

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