It's A Complicated Story

It's A Complicated Story

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Based on a true story. *** What hurts more? Broken heart? Broken bones? Or Broken faith? I was living a perfect boring yet normal life until I met Zachery, Melissa and Malcolm. And they changed my life, for good? For bad? I don't know. But this isn't about them. This isn't about me either. It's about us. *** Note: Names have been changed to respect the privacy of the people mentioned in the story. And yes, everything that happened in this story is pretty much real. How do I know? Well this is my story. So if you don't like it at some point curse God for that. ***
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Completed✔️ Disclaimer: I wrote this when I was 15 so it is a bit cliché, and many mistakes in the story:) All Brooklyn's life, she's been more of a boy than a girl. She's only ever lived with her single dad and her three older brothers, which means she was bound to grow up more like them. So, when she moved all the way from New York to Tennessee, it wasn't much of a surprise until she met Alex, the one of many popular boys at the high school. Until she realized that Alex decided to make her life a living hell. Well, that's what Brooklyn thought, at least... ___ "He leaned in and put a hand behind my head to kiss me, leaving me frozen and speechless. Almost instinctively, after a moment of processing, I stood on my tippy toes and replaced my fingers in his hair, my other hand on his neck. Butterflies exploded in my stomach, replacing my hunger for food, as he pressed me against a vacant wall. Without a word, he lifted me up while my legs wrapped around his waist, leaning in closer to him, even after there was no more space to fill." [600k] May 3, 2019 [700k] June 8, 2019 [900k] October 1, 2019 [1M] December 18, 2019

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