Something about her

20 year old Violet Andrews is an emotionally unavailable, sex addicted, bitch. Her high school years mixed with rough parenting at home produced a woman who can no longer feel. She can't be vulnerable, she can't tell you how she feels, she just doesn't care anymore. Violet is moving to a whole new city in hopes to get away from her old life. What happens when she meets a new guy who agrees to friends w benefits? Will this dynamic stay strong or will someone develop feelings?

22 year old Weston Taylors is a star football player at Violet's new school. He's arrogant, cocky, and so completely full of himself. He hasn't dated since high school, and continues to tell himself "i just want to have fun in college." What happens when Violet catches his eye? How will these two navigate friends with benefits? How will Weston navigate Violet?

"It's okay to cry."
I felt it brewing in the back of my throat, but I promised myself never again. Don't be a pussy.
"Violet." He spoke softly, grabbing my chin gently and turning my face towards his.
"It's okay to cry." He spoke again, this time making direct eye contact with me.
I felt it burning. Screaming deep within me. A fire that once released would scorch everyone in its path.
Looking him straight in the eye I leaned forward and kissed him.
"What happened to no feelings?" I whispered in between kisses.
"Too late." He replied eyes full of concern, but breath heavy.
"Not for me." Burning this bridge was the only way I could guarantee I would never be hurt again. Even if it meant lying straight to his perfect face.
He looked shocked, only for a moment, before he looked me straight in my eyes and whispered, "I don't believe you."

This is my first book so please expect it to be ass.
TW 🚨
Self harm
ED
Self deprecating thoughts
A lot of angst.