Bruised and Broken (Editing)

Bruised and Broken (Editing)

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A girl with a secret, a broken heart, and crazy dreams. Alice Welsh has a secret no one knows... until now. She has been abused by her father for years. She's been able to cover it up, but it's no use now. When Noah Hightower sees the bruises, he tries to find out exactly why they appear everyday. Will she be able able to cover it up yet again? Or will she crack under the pressure? 1-08-13: Babes, I'm going to change somethings and clean this up a bit. It'll be edited super soon (I'll edit every chance I can even though I have drumline practice for 3 hours everyday after school) and then I'll FINALLY work towards finishing it. I love you guys. <3
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Ashley is basically the Queen of Nerds at her stereo-type filled high school, and being abused at home doesn't really help. But what happens when the most popular boy at school sees her bruises? ______________ "Here let me help." It was Jason. He was in the girls bathroom, the girls bathroom. "That's ok." I mumbled turning away. The bruise was starting to show. "No I insist." He grabbed my arm and turned me around. I winced and looked up at him. He started to dab like I was doing, then he started to rub. He stared at my arm intently. "Is that a bruise?" He asked looking at me then the bruise and back and forth. "Yeah, I, um fell off my um...bike! Yeah my bike!" I said. He rolled his eyes and let go of my arm. "Well whatever just get that checked out." He said smiling. "Why do you care?" I asked. "Because I'm trying to be nice," Then he mumbled, "It's not like you have friends anyway." "Hey! That's not nice." I said furrowing my eyebrows. He held up his hands in a no offense motion. "I'm just saying you could use some friends." He said. -------------- Cover by @QueenCourtneyLynn

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