I anticipated every breath, and every word. Each day, you could only take an uneducated guess at what he would say. What he would do.
My heart tremor as he leaned in.
"I was wrong, sweetheart. I was so wrong," he whispered, the words tickling my ears. "Because with you, there are no doubts. Only love, so, so much love. And, I will spend every single day, every minute, and every fucking second proving that I deserve it."
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Kimberly Wrighton, the new girl who is desperate to make it through her senior year with as little issue as possible. The girl with a diary containing her insecurities, her secrets, and her true self.
Kade Ryder, the typical popular guy who feeds off of fights, anger, and violence. The guy that gets whatever he wants, no matter who or what he has to destroy in order to get it. The bad boy that girls swoon over. The guy with a heart so cold, he would laugh in the face of someone's insecurities.
This time, though, Kade had gone too far.
What if the most rudest, arrogant, popular, and most beautiful man in your school took your diary? What if he read every thought, every bare emotion, and every word of it? What if, in the venture to get it back, you begin to see the real man behind the cold, hard exterior, the real you, and the real truth?
[TW: This book contains strong language and scenes that others may find uncomfortable to read. | Also note that this was made by a 13-year-old so don't expect great things. Although it is edited, I kept most of the story as is. Initially published on 2016]
"You'll never get me to fall in love! So stop trying!" She glares at me and climbs up the fence.
'Hey stop! Hailey!' I call out running after her.
I finally caught up to her and I grab her wrist. 'Stop.' I order.
"Let go of me you dink!" She struggles to escape from my tight grip. I lean my face towards hers and smirk. "Th-This isn't funny, Kevin! Stop! Stop it!"
I plant a quick kiss on her lips and ran for it. She didn't move. I went back. Guilt.
'Hailey? You okay? I'm sorry... Hailey? Look at me, Please...'
She doesn't look at me. What have I done?!
She looks up and gives me a death stare. "I'll give five seconds to run..."
I stayed there. I'm ready to get my punishment.
"One..."
She clenches her fists.
"Two..."
I want her to punch me...
"Three..."
"Four..."
"Five... Why are you still here?"
"Because I want to..."
I closed my eyes and waited for her fist to punch me. Instead, I felt her warm lips on mine.
That's my Bad Girl...