The Rebellious Kids of Hell's City

There's a saying going around. It's been going around for years, "you are either born to live in Hell's City or you're born to visit". Bonny never really knew what that meant until she herself is forced to live there and meets a familiar face.

A young lad, born and raised in Hell's City, His days all meld into one. Drugs, sex and alcohol are his daily vices. One day he is introduced to a girl he already knew but never spoke to. She's not long moved to another part of Hell's City, closer to where he's currently living.

Two souls that had already met, meeting again? I wonder what lessons will be learned.
What will become of them when feelings rise to boiling point?
when this love blooms, will it remain eternal or will they wilt away like lovers do.

Will she stay in Hell's City or will she be called to somewhere else?

(This story is being as a first time attempt at writing a whole story slowly. There will be dark themes but mainly good themes. There will be occasional mentions to SH or things along that level as well as mentions of sex. there will be warnings if topics become too graphic).