Me and Him

Me and Him

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She had a life of heartache. Her parents couldn't find it in their hearts to take care of the one thing they brought life to. Shed tears only brought her more sorrow when thinking about her parents inexcusable bigotry and unfaithfulness to their only daughter. Bed was her safe haven and with truth came all lies divided into separate pieces in her life slowly tearing her apart. Back story unknown he owns high school solely because of a label placed on him from those who find entertainment in making up their own story. Rumors made him who he is, not truth. Khyree Jones loved for rumor hated for truth. Can he escape high school alone or will he need a star to show him the way out of the tunnel he got lost in. "Me and her aren't going to be together for long, I'm breaking up with her today." He whispers. "Why? " "I have found my reason." Cover by Jxbilee
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A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

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