He wanted me... I didn't want him, he was bad news. I was the girl who loved partying but never liked trouble, he on the other hand, the exact opposite. He was a bad boy who thrived off of trouble. He was dangerous. Possessive. Treacherous. He was my exact opposite. He wanted me, took me, and claimed me as his. I was his property. He thought he loved me and we were meant to be together, but he didn't know what love was. I tried getting away, I tried staying away, but with him that was nearly impossible. You know the saying opposites attract.. Well maybe it's true... Maybe they do... maybe it was just unrequited love with the devil in disguise. I was the Devil's Property and there wasn't anything I could do about it.
*Warning: Mature Content. Contains drugs, violence, sexual content, vulgar language, etc.*