Plot by Liora

Plot by Liora

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from fifth to twelfth grade...how far will you run away Lucien? Liora's heart belonged to Lucien Dace for as long as she could remember. crazy, disgusting and always the one person who noticed some things who no one else did - he was everything her teenage heart ever wanted. But when she finally gathered the courage to confess, Lucien didn't just reject her. He turned her into a joke. Rumors. Whispers, and totally shattering her life. What is weak Liora gonna even do? That is something she answers years after....not with words but doing something more insane. Looks like Lucien should take care of his older brother.
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A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

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