The Quiet Boy

The scar was dangerously similar to a dog bite, but much larger.

It stretched around his neck almost entirely, and I could faintly make out the teeth marks that stooped into little hollow spots on top of his vocal chords.

Most people would think scars are ugly, but Ben's scars.... they were beautiful.

Ben took hold of my hand once again, and placed it on his neck scars with his hand over mine.

As he did this, his eyes seemed to be pleading for me to understand.

And I did.

Paisley Adams is the outcast with a badass attitude that could take down a fort. With a dark past and questionable secrets, she's forced to move in with her relatives several states away.

There, she meets the mysterious and oh so gorgeous Ben Lovell, but something is definitely off with him. Maybe it's the fact that he looks like the hulk and doesn't socialize with anyone except for his best friend, Ansel, and they both are harboring a deadly secret.

Shit definitely gets real.

Yo, this story is old as heck (Started at 14 and I'm now 20) and will be completed eventually (before I die). The plot is garbage and my asexual ass isn't into writing sexy stuff, so just a heads up.