The Boy Who Broke Me

The Boy Who Broke Me

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Looking for something new something different well your at the right place. A hatred so deep A heart break so intense ,A love so pure,A boy so broken and A girl who has lost everything. ---------------------------------------------------------------- He peirced through my soul and gave me a look of hatred that even I couldn't endure ..His look was so deep it could've killed me, but I could see right through his hatred into his broken soul.Two broken soul.. an undying hatred ...That's how our bond is.Will it get better ??? or will we remain in this pit forever.. Come join me on the journey of pain. "Pain should be my middle name because that's what I have have the most". -Adam Woods " Fear should be my middle name because that's what I endured the most". -Meredith Hales
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My Ruin

I tried touching him, but he stiffened from my touch. I stepped away from him and now my back was facing him. "Why?," I questioned. "I have my reasons," he retorted. "Why won't you let me touch you?," I insisted turning around to face him. "It's just the way things are. You just can't," he stated stubbornly. He stared back at me with those cold, harsh eyes that I couldn't bare any longer. I could feel the tears starting to form and I didn't want to let them fall. I was not going to let him see how weak I was. "Do you even love me?," I countered. "Ashanti, I told you I can't love. I'm incapable of loving you or anyone else," he says staring me in my eyes. "I'm going to get my clothes and go," I said numbly. Before I could move an inch, my back was crushed against the cold, hard surface of a wall. I looked up into Lamonte's eyes as he whispered, "You're mine. You're not leaving you can't leave." "You can't love me. Why would I stay?," I breathed. A love story that is beyond different. What was it about about Lamonte King that keeps her with him? She is breaking him and what will happen when he finally cracks? She will become his ruin. As he will become hers. PLEASE BE ADVISED: Some topics covered in this story may be triggering for many different reasons. This will be the only warning given moving forward. Read at your own risk!

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