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She kept her walls so high that no one could climb them. He built a fake personality to escape the trauma he was facing. She didn't bother to pick herself up because she was tired.....Fed up of having to fix her broken pieces every time someone hurt or left her. He was bothered by what people thought about him....so he tried to pretend everything was fine , nothing was sinister, everything was just delightful. It is not like she didn't try to change her attitude, she did, but she had been beaten too many times to mend. He knew how to fight for himself...he just preferred not too. Was the meeting o these two destined, fated or just another diabolical plan to cause them more anguish.....?
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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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