Hayden's Game

Hayden's Game

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Every teenage girl's fantasy is to have a bad boy that can fuck up their life. The type of boy that gets into fights, brakes into places, runs from the police. And yet despite all of this he's good to you. Or is it all lies? Bailey had the same fantasy. That was until Hayden showed up. And calling him a bad boy is an understatement. Bailey works at her mum's pharmacy. Her parents had divorced four years ago and her mum is always screwing a different guy every week. Bailey's boyfriend doesnt give a fuck about her but if she leaves him she knows things will only get ten times worse. She's best friends with most of the boys on the rugby team. Her little sister is always high. To sum it all up life is really shit for Bailey. Hayden's the new kid at school. And by far the sexiest. He only shows up when he wants to and within the first two weeks he's fucked half the cheerleading squad. Then comes the night that Bailey gets drunk at a party and wakes up in the boot of a car.
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"You're hurting me..." I whispered. But his grip only got tighter as the pain got even more crucial. "It's what you get for stopping the party yesterday," Liam said. "I needed to," I murmured under my breath in the hopes that he would hear the weakness in my voice and let me go. But at last, it was only hoped that made me think that way. He didn't let go; he wouldn't let go until he taught a firm lesson. No matter how many times I ask and plead for forgiveness, he is never going to go until he is satisfied. "Were you jealous that you weren't invited? Is that why you had to sabotage the whole thing, uh?" he bit his teeth, his voice getting angrier and his hold on me crushing. "Ow.. please...," I said tears rolling down my eyes. He didn't say anything this time just watched me cry, and I could basically see the smirk forming on his lips in slow motion. This is what he wanted for me as if it was never enough for him to see me like this. I waited for him to say something anything, but instead, he let me go aggressively and pushing past me hard, causing me to lose balance and fall to the marble floor. I looked up to see everyone watching me struggle to get up. No one came to help, and I didn't expect them to they watched and laughed and even filmed, but no one came to my rescue. - The fake smiles, laughter, friends I am getting sick of it all. I always felt like I didn't belong anywhere with him gone. It was even worse. It was pathetic that I thought it's okay I will get through this, but I am slipping away falling slowly. The only reason I am still holding on is for my family. But he hurts me, bullies me, breaks me in ways I can't even describe. He has become the worst nightmare, and I can't wake up from it. There is no helping me from his sick and twisted games. After all, he believes I was the reason for the death of his best friend. But I have to hold on only one more year till I don't have to see him anymore. I need to survive as an outcast...

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