Fight
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"Fight for her, don't give up on her, like you did with me." Those words. Given by, Rosaline Myers. The girl that helps everyone. She's known for relationship advice. Gave to, Bennett Hunter. The guy that broke her heart. Bennett, the school player, Hunter. He makes girls beg for him. Rosaline, the goody goody, Myers. She was one of his victims. Well, she was called one of his victims. But, they had this thing. They both knew she was more than that. He had feelings for her. That scared him. So, naturally, he broke it off. Hurting both himself, and Rosaline. They don't talk, much less look at each other. Well, until he himself needs relationship advice. So, she told him, those famous words. "Fight for her, don't give up on her, like you did with me." ********* This story is about forgiveness. Some of you may not like how she handled this, but she is just a character and she may not be anything like you, or very similar to you. I will not appreciate any hate towards my writing, but you may correct any errors, it will be well appreciated. And if you would like to DM me any ideas of your own for future chapters, don't hold back. Thank you, and enjoy.
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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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