Memories

I was relieved when we left my hometown. I didn't expect for my dad to ever drop a bomb on me two weeks before the start of my senior year. We were moving back to my hometown. I was ready to face my monsters. I was ready to be miserable for this year. I was ready for the terror that never seemed to disappear from my veins. I wasn't ready for the hurricane that came in the form of Niko Pierce. He was stupid hot. He had a jawline that was sharp enough to cut steel and eyes the color of lighting. One look had me squeezing my legs together in pure animalistic attraction. I thought he wanted my body but no, he wanted something so much worse. He wants my heart. Something that has long since been turned to stone and layered with concrete.