The Broken Girl

The Broken Girl

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She just wanted some one to love her. Love her the way she thought he did. But she knew no one would ever feel that way about her. Why would they, she was the most hated person ever. She was worthless, at least that what she thought. Until he came along. He showed her what love really was. And the once broken girl was fixed. ......... Shelby was the girl no one talked to. The one who stayed to herself and out of every ones way. She knew no one liked her, and that hurt but she couldn't d.o any thing about it. Only he could, but he never would. Why ruin some ones life and then try to fix it, right? Tristan was the opposite. Every one knew him. He was happy, and out going, had tons of friends. Which is why Shelby was shocked when he started talking to her. (Under construction!!!!!) But hey, your a 10/10 in some ones eyes, right?
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Every girl has 'that' crush. You know what I'm talking about. The one boy who's the first thought on your mind when you wake up, and the last thought before you go to sleep. The one you carefully select your clothes for, don your best makeup, and style your hair perfectly for. I had 'that' crush. Brock was hot; he was sexy and alpha, with dark smoldering eyes and tattoos that littered his rock-hard body. My poor seventeen-year-old heart had no clue how to handle it, because my badass crush wasn't a boy. He was a man; a nightclub owning married man, who also happened to be my best friend's stepdad. I wasn't the only one who was crushing on Emma's stepdad. He knew it too, but the best part about Brock was that he looked like a badass, he acted like a badass, but he treated every single teenage girl in his home with the utmost respect. He had plenty of admirers, but Emma hated anyone who flaunted their shit in front of him. He'd taken her dad's place. He'd moved in not two months after she'd lost him and had tried to 'parent' her. We hated him together; but secretly I adored him. I spent almost three years in a hoodie, scowling at the hottest man in L.A. The day he left Emma's mom was the happiest and saddest day of my life. If you're going to lose your crush, though, ripping it off like a band-aid is the best way to do it. One day he was there and the next he was gone. And now, seven years later, I'm about to walk into his nightclub and audition for him. He's not the man I remember. He's sexier, more intense, and has connections that are not exactly as wholesome as I assumed. But that only makes me want him more....

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