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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ • TRIGER WARNING • This book will include the following if any of this acts as a trigger or makes you uncomfortable then please don't read this book: Cutting/Self Harm Suicidal Thoughts & Actions Mental & Physical Abuse Sexual Thoughts & Actions ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hey... My names Katerina Rose Black but you can call me Kat. I guess you could say my life hasn't been a good one. My mother died when I was six from a genetic disease called Huntington's. Which means I have a 50/50 chance of inheriting it. My father became a drunk and starting beating me two years later. I'm 17 turning 18 in two months. Follow along as I struggle to try and find a way out even threw death, only then do I find my saviours.
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3 years ago, my Step Dad adopted a son. His name was Hunter. For 13 years of his life, Hunter was neglected and abused by his parents. Beaten and raped, Hunter knew nothing good of the world. His Father eventually became a socio-path and shot the Mother. But as he was about to kill Hunter, Police arrived. The Dad shot himself instead. Hunter is now 16 and has been living in my family for 3 years. It's an understatement to say that we don't get along. Hunter is just angry at the world. He drinks and smokes and swears and fights. He kicks me and punches me simply because he's scared. He pushes everyone away. He has flashbacks and nightmares and can't seem to take anymore. Though I know he has reasons for being such an inconsiderate asshole, I still hate him. Our family has now moved to Cyprus. We're only staying for a while, so we just got a small appartment. Bad part about that? It's got 2 rooms. Me and Hunter have to share. At first I hate it. But then over the weeks, I begin to see how broken Hunter Storm really is. He's not just a dick, he's scared. And I'm slowly starting to comfort him through his troubles. We're getting somewhere, but then the worst possible thing happens. But strangley, it's bringing us closer. He's sleeping in my bed, he's crying to me, he's holding my hand. I'm holding him at night, I'm wearing his hoodies, I'm smiling at his touch. Before I even realize it, I'm in love. { Strong Language Throughout! Includes Physical/Sexual Abuse Scenes & Sex Please Don't Read If Bad Language Makes You Cry. But If You Like Hot Emo Boys With Lip Rings, Read Ahead ^.^ }

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