My Messed Up Love Life

My Messed Up Love Life

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One year after a horrid boyfriend and almost successfully committing suicide Veronica's life takes a new turn. Instead of a good turn her life gets torn in two and becomes chaos. What will happen when the chaos is two of the most popular boys in the whole school. And on top of all that she has to be tutored by one of them while the other hosts dinner for them almost every week. What will Ronnie do when another horrifying event happens and she needs a shoulder to cry on even though she has no one. ~~~~~¥~~~~~ "w-what are you d-doing" i stuttered. "claiming what is mine" he growled in my ear still pinning me to the wall. oh fuck no. "no" as soon as those words had left my m opp with I instantly regretted it. "did you just defy me? Over time you will learn not to disrespect me." he said before kissing me.
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After some rustling inside the bathroom, the door finally opens and I almost drop the clothes I'm holding. Kameron only has a towel wrapped around his waist, droplets of water dripping from his hair, down his chest, and disappearing underneath his towel. I try not to follow the path of one of the drops of water. It takes all of my self-control to look him in the eyes and no where else. I have a boyfriend. Austin. Remember him? "What do you what?" His voice is somehow even hotter. It's matured now. It's deep and a bit rough. "What does it look like? I need to shower." I say back, gesturing with the clothes I'm holding. "Shouldn't you be going to bed?" "I'm not a little girl anymore. I don't have a set bedtime." I narrow my eyes at him. He's always treated me like I'm his best friend's annoying little sister. "Yeah, I can tell." He suddenly says, suggestively running his eyes down my body. I try not to shiver from the feel of his eyes on me. I clear my throat to get his eyes back to mine. "You can move now." "Oh, can I?" He raises an eyebrow and I glare at him in return. "Relax, little girl, I'm messing with you." He rolls his eyes before walking past me. I can smell the scent of his body soap on him. Fresh, clean, and earthy with a hint of spice. I can't help but glance behind me and watch him go into his room. I can already tell this vacation is going to be a disaster. -Not revised yet, may be spelling errors & mistypes -Also on Inkitt -Dual POV

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