Bad Boy's Heaven

Bad Boy's Heaven

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"Why I have a messed up life?" Meet Damien Heaven, 19 years old who needs to repeat his senior year but he can't be bothered. Damien is the ultimate bad boy and also the scariest guy in town. Known for his street fighting and dealing with illegal stuff daily. He have a large family, but he says that he doesn't need them. He doesn't have friends and he says he doesn't need anyone, or so he thought. "Why my life is so messed up?" Meet Heaven Sperantia, 18 years old. Being a new girl is never easy, being a new girl starting her senior year is tough. Despite her not knowing anyone she tries to stay positive. Heaven has the kindest heart that will warm you anytime. If you need help, she will help you. You can call her at 7 o'clock on Sunday and she still will be there for you. With her cheerful and bubbly personality 24/7 some people say that Heaven lives the easiest life without any worries, but they just don't know the truth. ---------------------------------------------------- You may think you know them because they seem so clichee, but you really don't know what lies underneath the surface. Like an iceberg that is much bigger under the water. So, do you take a dive under the water to find out the truth? Is it worth? These two will take the long journey to found out and answer that.
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Siblings

[Completed] There's three of us. Triplets. We all have each other's backs. There's me, Maeve. The one with red eyes. People call me a murder. Satan. Evil. Anything really. All I cared about was not them. Certainly not them. Those people didn't matter to me. What mattered was my other two siblings. Everything I have ever done, was for them. Even if they don't realize it. Even if they think I was the big bad monster. To the world, I was a cold heartless monster but to my siblings? I was loving sister. I was there if one of them have a nightmare. I'm there for them. There's Damien. The oldest out of us. He's the one with white eyes. The one who people who also call Satan and evil and all of that bullshit. You ever wonder if those goddamn bullies got tired of bullying other people? I do. Not the point, stay focused Maeve. What was I saying? Oh right, Damien. He likes cars. Building, tearing them apart, spray painting them, anything about cars. Then there's Angel. Sweet, sweet Angel. She's the youngest out of the group. She has blue eyes, different from us. She's the lucky one, per say. The one who doesn't get bulled. She has the personality like a five year old but we love her to pieces. Me and Damien try to protect her against the evil's of the world. She shouldn't go through that like we did. At least she has a normal childhood, or some part of normal. We didn't have the best childhood growing up. Well, me and Damien didn't. Mother gave Angel the best childhood she ever wanted. Sometimes, only sometimes when she was drunk or whatever with her stupid boyfriend did she punish Angel. That was once every blue moon. She was convinced me and Damien had Satan in us. While Angel, well she thought that Angel was an angel from Heaven. Now, let me stop rambling. This story will be an emotional roller coaster. Especially since we get sent to live with our older half-brothers. Mentions of self-harm, abuse, rape, miscarriage, violence, cursing, suicide attempts.

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