"I was about to turn into the bathroom, until someone pulled me into the storage room closet. I squealed and tried to run but the person who was holding me captive pulled me back. I looked at them. They had a big body so I guessed that it was a boy. His hands were beside my head and he was pressing his body against my own. He lowered his head to my neck and sucked in a breath.
"Your mine" he whispered in my ear."
A girl who was not noticed in life. Sure she was pretty and guys asked her out, but she denied them all because she thought that they all wanted her to be a one night stand. She was too innocent and nieve to see that all of the guys liked her, they just gave up trying, she was to good for them.
A boy who never gives up on what he wants. When he moves back to his old hometown he's quick to regain his old 'bad boy' image. When his eyes first meet upon this innocent girl, she takes his breath away. Littrealy. She runs into him while running away from her friends, but when their eyes meet, he knows to never give up on her. The thing that she doesn't know is that he already claimed her as his own
The bad boy calls me Blossom
CRINGE WARNING!
First book I ever wrote on here!!
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"Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun."
I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay before my eyes. I had always thought of death the enemy, but right now, I blessed it upon the person who is now at peace. Sometimes you don't need to be the smartest, or the fastest, but you do need to be wisest.
They say the blood runs deeper than water, and I believe it, because even though the people that we love can turn on us and begin to hate us, they are only human, meaning that soon they will begin to see how short life really is and how it is not to be wasted.
People who seem perfect and they look like they have no floors'; they are the people who are suffering, like I was. But I found my savior in the most uncommon place. He was able to look through my mask, he saw the cracks, and tried to fix the broken girl that hid away deep inside the girl who only wanted to be seen as 'fine'.
I slowly began to find comfort and safety in him, and I did the same to him. We were two broken people becoming whole. Someone once said when you pass, if you can count your true friends on one hand you are beyond lucky, and I even though I did not like the person that lay before me, I know that he once had true friends, including me.
I'm a 17 year old girl who has suffered more than any other, beginning to believe that 'Hope' was just another word the people throw around. Until I fell in love with a badboy.
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Cover made by @Beautiful_Tragedy8
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