Save Me From Myself

Daniella was a sweet girl. She had lots of friends, the popular boyfriend, and the ideal high school life.
Until one day she didn't. Ruined by everything she once loved. She started to loose faith in the word it's self.
Thus Dani was born.

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"I know you, I know your type. Good girl, always getting what she wants." he smirked and taunted at me. "And the good girl always falls for the bad boy. Do try and not fall in love with me, kay' sweetheart?"

"No worries there. You couldn't pay me to love you" I retorted. Becoming bored with this whole conversation.

Stepping further into my space, practically pressing himself into my body. "Now why's that?" he asks.

"Because love doesn't exist" I can see my answer throws him off guard slightly. The cocky smirk on his face lessening.

"Who are you Dani Shey?" the question rhetorical, the desire behind his eyes; all to real.