Bruised || A Split Fanfiction

Bruised || A Split Fanfiction

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My name is Alexandria Clarence Taylor. I am fifteen years old. And I live in the attic. ----- Alexandria Clarence Taylor has lived a far from normal life, and she has never passed a day without violence. After 15 years of torture, she finally gets a chance to escape, but what happens when she runs into a man who has been through the same amount of pain she had been through? She likes to keep her problems a secret, and she doesn't know of his problems. After he kidnaps her, a game of secrets and manipulation is played. What stories will they encounter? And what is 'The Beast'? Rated mature because of explicit violence. There will be detailed scenes of mental, emotional, and physical abuse among other scenes that play with emotions, therefore there are no other sensitive subjects other than the ones mentioned. There will be no explicit scenes linked to sexuality or other mature themes.
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-rewritten- Maly fern she's innocently naive to the world around her but when you look beyond the small frail girl you see the darkness that surrounds her and the bruises she keeps at bay so no one can pick up on her sad story. Lion Wilkins now he is your typical bad boy and what's your bad boy without his crew he knows only of darkness and can sense it a mile away so what happens when he sits next to the innocent maly and begins to feel possessive. Will these two help each other break down the walls between them or will it be too late to find an opening guess we will find out. I guess a lot of things can happen behind closed doors --------- Excerpt from book: I was writing when a presence shocked me when I heard the chair pull out next to me it was him but I didn't look but I still could smell the coconut and wood scented aftershave ;it caught me off guard but proceeded to strangle me as I tried to ignore his god like figure next to me until I heard the most velvet and gooey voice ever say "hey what is your name?" I just looked up from my book and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear "M.maly" I said I started to stutter what the hell I never stutter "a beautiful name for a beauty" I blushed harder no one has ever said that to me before but I could feel the bruises and cuts dig into me reminding myself of the way I'm suppose to behave around people and I went back to writing in my book. ---------- This is not based off real events but made up and severely exaggerated Hope you like this story don't forget to read and vote on my story and comment I will answer all questions Don't forget to vote and comment would really appreciate it

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