The Broken Key

The Broken Key

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The key is fragile. Not to be hurt. Not to be touched. But one day, someone snaps the key in half, not caring anymore. The key is now broken, almost impossible to fix. Somehow though, eventually, with the right care, the key will be whole again. It's just at a matter of time. The "key" is me, the "somebody" is the world. REDOING STORY!! MIGHT BE CONFUSING AT SOME POINTS! JUST STICK WITH ME TO THE END, I PROMISE IT WILL MAKE SENSE. WHY AM I YELLING AT A DOOR AND MY PHONE!? I'M GOING TO SHUT UP NOW!! There is a hidden meaning behind this story. If you somehow figure it out, pm me. WARNING: CONTAINS DEPRESSION IF YOU CANNOT HANDLE DEPRESSION, DON'T READ!!
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I shrunk back into my seat as his head snapped towards me. He looked like his head was going to fall off. His eyes were blazing with rage. His face was set into an icy glare. His fists that rested on the table were clenched so hard his knuckles were white. As he stood from his chair so did I. I felt like the prey to the biggest predator in the jungle. I took two steps back for every stride he took towards me. I gulped again before shaking me head. "She's just joking Ace." my voice quivered as I took another two steps back. "How do I know that?" he sneered down at me, his body towering over me. As I went to take another step backwards, my back made contact with the wall behind me. Well great. Now I'm cornered. This is just typical. ............................................................. One girl moves to the big apple after her family disintegrates around her. All she has left is her one brother. Well, that's what she thought. She attends college like a normal girl and even gains a job on the side with someone who just so happens to be her neighbor. One man has lived in a house most of his adult life. He owns multiple clubs and watched as his family disintegrated around him. All he has left is his sister. A small fragile girl moves next door and he finds himself infatuated. He lands her a job... As his assistant. He is dangerous. She is sly. He is rude. She is sweet. He can not lie and not get away with it. She can make any lie seem like the sweetest truth. She is a bad girl that hasn't been caught. He is a great catcher. Read to find out their twisted story.

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