Shepley
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I met Shepley in the basement of a frat house the weekend of winter break. She wasn't exactly girlfriend material at the time; smoking weed like a pro, dancing like no one was watching, and when she took me to a deserted room upstairs? Well, let's just say Shep had a long ways to go before she was ready to be someone's girlfriend. But it wasn't her fault, really. Shepley's the product of an affair. Her dad never wanted her and it showed. To make matters worse, her mom, while physically present, was mentally as well as emotionally absent and didn't seem to care whether or not Shepley was at home studying or out getting fucked up to the point I needed to call her a cab to get back home. Shep was a trainwreck, to say the least. I think that's why I was so interested in her. She didn't want a boyfriend. ________________________ Now Being Updated Weekly! This will continue for as long as I can manage it 🤞 Mature Sexual Content Notes From the Author (Me): Hello! This book is almost entirely in Shepley's POV, despite the fact that the description is in Liam's. While I'm no grammar expert, you can expect very little basic errors in these installments. Please like, comment, follow, etc. I'm a writer, I clearly love attention and would appreciate feedback!
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"Mommy?" I looked up from her arms and into her smile. "Yes, my little light?" She replied back, with a curious grin. Nothing but love, gentleness, and kind warmth on her sweet face. Six year old me stared into her glistening eyes. Eyes that could melt glaciers. Those eyes. "What is it my love?" She questioned again with an angelic smile. That damn smile. The sudden breeze pushed the windows to slam open against the walls, as the curtains flew up and the rose candle was blown out. The night crept in, invading my bedroom. My mother gasped with a frightened jump and called out my name. Frantically, she flipped the bedside lamp on when she heard no reply. Panic washed over her face as she kneeled beside her sweet little girl, now covered in a blood stained night gown, black eye and bloody lip. "Why did you let him hurt me, mommy?" My mother gasped and fell back onto her hands. Terrified, she stood and with no hesitation, made a dash for the door, leaving her baby girl in the dark corner. Her panicked attempt to leave the room came to a complete stop as she came to face the full length mirror. She stared back in horror, only it wasn't her looking back at her reflection. It was me -Kali emerges from her past that has left every piece of her in ruins. Her life was left shattered into a million pieces. With intentions of starting a new life, she feels like her past will never let her go. When starting over doesn't promise a new start, Kali's life is thrusted in and out of place.

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