I'am Bad Boy

I'am Bad Boy

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Pasaron varios años desde que la vida de Dylan Johnson dio un giro inesperado. Despertando nuevos sentimientos, nuevas emociones, nueva vida. Él no eligió ser así, la vida no jugo a su favor. Su personalidad poderosa y cortante intimidaba a cualquiera que crucé frente a él. El amor era inexistente para él, solo tenía ojos para su amada, la cuál ya no estaba, la asesinaron de la manera mas cruel, la culpa lo asecha. Decide vengar a su amada, pero descubre algo que jamás pensó. -¿Tú? ¿Tú lo hiciste? -Intentaba contener las lágrimas. -Sí, fui yo. tanto tiempo, ¿Cómo has estado? -Una sonrisa se dibujo en su rostro, una sonrisa que quería eliminar para siempre. No puedo creer que él fue quién asesino a mi amada, no puedo creer que a pesar de nuestra relación, él decidió hacer tal atrocidad... La pregunta es, ¿Por qué lo hizo?
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{{COMPLETED}} The first time someone wouldn't pay attention to me because of a certain newborn, I was furious. So furious in fact, I ended up scribbling "Regarde moi chienne" all over freshly painted walls of our new home with permanent marker. You can only guess what that means in English. I was four. The first time someone told me I had to choose between two things that I wanted, I compromised. I ate the cupcake after dinner and crept down to the kitchen in the middle of the night for a slice of my fathers famous Boston Cream Pie Crepes I was craving all evening. I was seven at the time. They never found out. The first time something was put on my student disciplinary record was when this little shit named Preston stole my money at recess and I ended up clawing his face before kicking him in his precious jewels. I was suspended, but he got what he deserved. I never regretted it. I was eleven. Oh, and the first time I wanted something that was completely and utterly off limits? Well, let's just say there's a first time for everything. Cover by: Kyliadawnwood

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