The bad boy and two words.

The bad boy and two words.

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"I cried hard knowing that I had always been exposed to the chances of being killed because his farther had the keys to my only haven all along. But I cried harder knowing that I was being selfish when I came to Jake and burdened myself on him, asking for comfort and security. But the worst thing being that I hoped someone would understand me. I wanted that someone to be him. Jake Willows. The player and ignorant ass of my school. But so far the only door to my life. The door I have to decide to either ignore, open, or chain shut for as long as my feet stay up on the ground and not down in hell with my father."
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He threw me against the lockers. I thought for sure he was going to hit me. I waited for the immense impact of his fist, but it never came. Instead he softly bit my ear. "I want you, bad." When the person whose bullied you all through high school starts to act differently around you. Things start building quickly, especially when his brother is your best friend.

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