7 Bad Boys and Me.

7 Bad Boys and Me.

  • WpView
    Reads 846,535
  • WpVote
    Votes 23,595
  • WpPart
    Parts 32
WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Tue, Dec 26, 20173h 4m
CURRENTLY REWRITING. The story line will remain the same but the writing will be 10 times better ok My life was once a thing of beauty. I wasn't anything different from your next boy-obsessed teenage girl with a strange fondness of peanut butter and jam sandwiches. But that was then, before my parents were ruthlessly killed by a heartless murderer. As an orphan I moved in with another family and whilst there were guys who definitely placed on the more attractive end of the scale, it wasn't quite home. I am 17 year old, Jaymiee Marie and this is the not-so-normal tale of what happened when I got stuck with 7 Bad Boys and Me. I thank @Ais_Rhodes for all the help! All Rights Reserved. Highest Rank: #152 in Teen Fiction 💕
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Black & White
  • Bad Girl In Disguise (SAMPLE) I ✔
  • Dare or Dare? | COMPLETED
  • His Nerd Next Door
  • Dangerously mine
  • I'm Not Crazy
  •  Possessive Love
  • The Bad Girl Attack
  • With The Bad Boy ✔
  • Bad Boys Don't Cry

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

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines