The Half Pin
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A burned down house. A half of a pin. And a tragic event that links them both together...
For Mo, things have come to a standstill, something that he doesn't seem to mind so long as squeaking by on a bartender's salary means that he keeps the guilt of that night just as sleepy as his life. So long as he can play the piano; so long as he can fill the air with music, both of these seem like the perfect escape--that is, until Anemone comes barreling into his life.
Loud, headstrong, and a little obnoxious, the return of Mo's old highschool classmate signals a return to his past; a return to his guilt; a return to every insecurity that the do-nothing, go-nowhere town of Holly's Post as able to lull out of him for the past few years. Because like Mo, she too is intimately intertwined with the night the Strongpaw house burned down.
But maybe this is a good thing. As Anemone both figuratively and literally shakes up his life, the two developed a bond that helps to grow and strengthen the other.
Yet, Mo quickly finds this to be a delicate balancing act. One that demands him to embrace his new life, while facing his old one at the same time. One that can only begin to unravel, exposing the secrets of the event that binds these two at the night of that harrowing inferno. One that centers around a half of a pin...
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I shut my locker and started making my way towards my next class . I was already late and the hallway was almost empty . I picked up my pace . Suddenly a loud thump came from behind me and an immense crushing pain seared through my back . I was slammed in the lockers . I closed my eyes from the sudden contact and pain . Opening my eyes I groaned . The breathe left me all at once . He was the one who pushed . His eyes held so many emotions . anger , hatred and betrayal . It pained me to see that I was the cause of them . Suddenly his fist came flying with full force towards my face and my eyes widened at the thought that he was going to hit me . I closed my eyes waiting for the impact but instead of breaking my face he punched the locker inches away from my face putting a dent on it . He smirked at me . All the colors drained from my face . " What did you thought that no one will know who you are ?" The moment the words left from his mouth I stiffened . He knew . Oh my god ! He knew ! His smirk even widened more when he saw the emotion in my eyes . Intense fear . I'm screwed . He pushed me more against the locker . It hurts in my back so much . A tear escaped from my eye and he smiled like he was enjoying it . " I know who you are and I'm going to make it hell for you , Emma." He said while clicking my name . He spoke with so much hatred and anger that it sent fear to the cores of my body . He once again slammed his fist in locker making the dent more visible and walked away leaving me in the fear. .................... Emma Parker , a 17 years old girl . She is a chocolaty brown eyes brunette. She is running from the scars that her past life gave her. Running from everything she knew . What happens when she tries move on from her past that is still haunting her ? ******** This is the first book that I'm going to write on wattpad . So I hope you guys like it . I hope you guys like the book.Complete
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I shut my locker and started making my way towards my next class . I was already late and the hallway was almost empty . I picked up my pace . Suddenly a loud thump came from behind me and an immense crushing pain seared through my back . I was slammed in the lockers . I closed my eyes from the sudden contact and pain . Opening my eyes I groaned . The breathe left me all at once . He was the one who pushed . His eyes held so many emotions . anger , hatred and betrayal . It pained me to see that I was the cause of them . Suddenly his fist came flying with full force towards my face and my eyes widened at the thought that he was going to hit me . I closed my eyes waiting for the impact but instead of breaking my face he punched the locker inches away from my face putting a dent on it . He smirked at me . All the colors drained from my face . " What did you thought that no one will know who you are ?" The moment the words left from his mouth I stiffened . He knew . Oh my god ! He knew ! His smirk even widened more when he saw the emotion in my eyes . Intense fear . I'm screwed . He pushed me more against the locker . It hurts in my back so much . A tear escaped from my eye and he smiled like he was enjoying it . " I know who you are and I'm going to make it hell for you , Emma." He said while clicking my name . He spoke with so much hatred and anger that it sent fear to the cores of my body . He once again slammed his fist in locker making the dent more visible and walked away leaving me in the fear. .................... Emma Parker , a 17 years old girl . She is a chocolaty brown eyes brunette. She is running from the scars that her past life gave her. Running from everything she knew . What happens when she tries move on from her past that is still haunting her ? ******** This is the first book that I'm going to write on wattpad . So I hope you guys like it . I hope you guys like the book.
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