Take Another Line
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Last published Mon, Feb 11, 2013
Hearing a distinctly familiar laugh made me lose my train of thought. I recognized that sound, but I couldn't place it until I heard the low, soothing baritone that accompanied it. "One large Coke please. . And a bacon cheeseburger, rare. With a side of fries. Actually make that two," rumbled an attractive, deep voice. HI looked up from my laptop, completely forgetting about the work I was supposed to be doing as shock graced my expression and panic set in. Dread coursed through my veins as I locked eyes with a man I had prayed never to see again. "Faye?" He whispered disbelief coloring his features. "Faye!" Reaching out he wrapped his fingers around my wrist in a death grip. "Is that really you?" "Oh," I thought, "shit."___________________________________________________________Two months after tragedy struck, 17 year old Corinna Faye Archer was not done grieving. While trying to regain some semblance of a normal life she began receiving mysterious packages in the mail that sent her mind reeling. What was in those packages that pushed her over the edge? What made her do the one thing she swore never to do? What made her run?
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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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