Had You Stayed
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  • Reads 10,075
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  • Parts 30
  • Time 2h 6m
Ongoing, First published Apr 01, 2021
Mature
Michelle has loved Rhett for so long that she was willing to give him everything, including her virginity. That is until he stopped her, pushed her away and left her. She tried hard to forget about him and move on with her life. She was doing alright until she faces an unfathomable trauma that leads her directly to him. What will happen when they are forced to face their fears and feelings and are given the chance to be what they always wanted. 

Rhett King not only a star on the field but with the ladies too. He prided himself in being able to catch every ball thrown at him and  being able to land any girl he wanted. He had what every 17 year old wanted, a full ride college scholarship waiting for him, a line of woman for his bed and a best friend, Justin,  that truly was his brother. Underneath the perfect front everyone saw was a guy struggling with his own feelings towards the one girl he could never have. Justin's sister.

Michelle Jones is the smartest girl in school and she knows it. As a 14 year old freshman, she will end up graduating before she turns 16. She does her best to lay low and stay off the radar which is actually pretty easy when you have a brother who happens to be the quarterback of the football team. Everyone is always so entranced by Justin and his best friend Rhett. They never go anywhere without each other. Rhett is pretty much the other brother I never wanted, until he wasn't. 
Trigger warning:  Themes of assault and trauma are mentioned.
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