Hard To Love

Hard To Love

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~ I curl up into a tight ball, trying my hardest not to flinch as he hits me again. I fail; He heard me. I sob uncontrollably and push myself further away from him, as far away from him as i can get- the cold wooden headboard digs into my skin, and i soon collapse into darkness. ~ Meet Parker Williams, a seventeen year old from California. She seems shy to her peers, and to people that don't know her, but under the large thick frames of her fake glasses, she is probably the strongest person alive at her school. No one- not even her best friend Maliki know what she grows through in the cold hours of night from 12 to 4 every other night. Will Glory ever find the light? Or will she need help from a certain someone to listen to her in the darkest of times. ~ Meet Xander Cross, a nineteen year old, high school drop-out. An arrogant, seemingly bad ass jerk, who is a player of the highest level. But underneath the cocky, bad boy exterior, Xander is a smart, caring teenager looking for love in all the wrong places. When will Xander end his bad boy ways? And who will he meet while trying to find himself? ~
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She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. &quot;Your tattoos are beautiful,&quot; she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. &quot;I'm going to take a shower,&quot; I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.

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