From Place to Place

From Place to Place

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Meet Hailey Ryan, when she was 8 her father shot her mother in the stomach. Ever since she's been in the foster care, moving from 1 home to the next. Sometimes good, sometimes not. She's never felt wanted and has enough sad stories to drive the most heartless men to tears. She has ended up making herself home at her schools detention room, it's not like she has anything to loose. It's her senior year at Westridge Highschool and 1 more year and its all over, no more hopping home to home. Meet resident bad boy at Westridge, Ace Vincent. He is all a bad boy could be; popular, a player, gang leader, and of course he rides a motorcycle. What happens when he knocks into Hailey in the hallway? What will he do about her home life? Will he save her? Will she survive that long in this final foster home, or will they finally break her?
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Taylor Vanessa Ryan. Her black leather jacket helps her hide her bruises, each one of them done by her father. She works at a bar as a dance teacher, just to gain cash to get away from her secrets. To get away from the world. All she wants is for everyone to leave her alone. Yet James McDaniels can't stay away from her. Specially when he's drowning in a deal that has to do with her. Bruises, Lies, Stalking, Cover ups, Parties, Hospital trips, Forests, Pole dancing, Running away, and Maybe just a bit of love... 《Carmen's body stopped struggling. The bubbles forming from her air stopped and the water became still. Fred stood there in shock. He was as afraid as me. And I was practically shitting my pants. Taylor let go of Carmen's head. Carmen's lifeless body fell to the concrete floor with a loud thump. Taylor's hands were red even after she wiped them on her shirt. She picked up the gun and kicked Carmen's lifeless body. She took a step towards Fred and I. But I feared my own safety. My gun pointed at Taylor. She stopped walking her face going pale. She looked at Fred then at me. Her lips slowly turning into her usual smirk. "Go ahead. Kill me babe. Shoot me, dead. That way we can both become murders and rot in hell along with everyone in this basement." She took two steps closer. "Stop. I don't want to hurt you." I whispered. 》

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