(ON HOLD) Trials and Tribulations (sequal) Jacob Latimore

(ON HOLD) Trials and Tribulations (sequal) Jacob Latimore

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Mascara is running down her face as she silently snores, i gently wipe it away and wipe it on my new True Religion jeans, eh i got more where those came from. I look at the plain red $400 t-shirt thats on my arms, the $50 ralph lauren breifs thats on my behind, the black and red Jordan 13s thats on my size 14 feet, the $600 G-Star jean vest on my shoulders, the $200 gold chain thats around my neck, the $1000 gold ring thats on my finger, my perfect tapeline, my nice smooth hands, my dark lucious lips, gold earing, my new black jeep, the stacks of my cd's in the center console, the LV wallent thats hanging off of my pocket......i put my attention back on the road....Then i look over at Kiyanna.....Kiyanna Copyright © 2013-2014 TheLatimore
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"Who made you be this way?" he asked curiously as he focused on me intensely. I scoffed, "The devil in disguise did. He burned me in hell." "Is he the reason for those scars on your arms and wrists too?" his voice came out so low, which caused me to pull the sleeves of my sweater further down. "He was. Besides, those are not scars, they are battle wounds." I sucked a deep breath in. "A battle with whom?" his eyes were filled with concern and I had to avert my gaze from his to the glass of water in front of me. "Myself." - Imagine falling so deep in love that you eventually lose yourself. Imagine falling so deep that you're scared you might never be able to forget him and all the pain, heartache and sadness he put you through. Imagine falling so deep that you find yourself crying your heart and lungs out on the cold bathroom floor in the middle of the night just hopelessly screaming and begging to get over him. highest rank: #30 in Teen Fiction [02/19/2017] Sequel: TIME WILL TELL ♡

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