غلاف قصة In Time {RECONSTRUCTION} بقلم FaithLovePixieDust
In Time {RECONSTRUCTION}
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مستمرّة، تم نشرها في ينا ١٨, ٢٠١٥
للبالغين
'You useless...'

Bang

'Piece of...'

Bang

'Shit! Get out here!'

I am currently sitting behind my bed in the corner of my bedroom doing the best I can to block out the sound of my step-father pounding furiously on my bedroom door. I wasn't prepared to face him again, I still hadn't healed from the last time. I could feel my eyes stinging from trying to hold in the tears, I couldn't show him I was scared. 




Lilly might seem like a happy 17 year old, but it's never that simple, she has been hiding away her problem for almost 5 years...but when the not so bad 'bad boy' Ashley notices something, will lilly let all of her walls break down?

(Please be aware there is strong language, some scenes of violence and abuse, and some potential sexual scenes)

This is my first book, so please be nice and all comments are welcome.
Faith Love and Pixie Dust
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