For the Better or for the Worst?

For the Better or for the Worst?

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All rights reserved © I sit down on my bed while taking out my gun and twirling it around my finger. "You will all die, you don't stand a chance against us". He tells me as he laughs loudly while sending me a smug grin. "You have it all wrong" I state, smirking i get up and walk over to him, kneeling down to his height on the floor. I lean forward until my mouth is hovering near his right ear, i press my gun to his chest as i whisper dangerously low "You all don't have what we have and for that we have a better chance at getting out of this alive....". X Eighteen year old Jason Matthews has had a hard life ever since his mother was killed by a gang known as The Dark Warriors a few years ago, to make matters worse his once go to dad has been ignoring him ever since her death. Jason is the bad boy at his school if you haven't guessed. What will happen when The Dark Warriors gang suddenly shows up? or when 17 year old Skylar Jones comes into the picture? Will he fall for her the way she did for him?
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A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

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