As a 16 year old girl, going into my last year of high school I covered my school image in school work and loneliness which proved to achieve just that, loneliness. I was undesirable, even as a friend, I limited myself to a strictly, business-like relationship with my peers, who most of which, I considered obscenely infuriating.
I covered my worries, my woes, my fears, my doubts, in schoolwork and studying, convincing the world I had a clue, when, in reality I was trying to convince myself, not them. Thus, sustaining my loneliness and image.
I never really had craved social attention, it was just not my norm to seek approval or praise, I was used to the regular "teacher's pet" insults and it never really bothered me. after my arrival at that school I had no friends. I didn't even take the time to remember people's names seen as it wasn't like I was going to ever need them anyway. I neglected speaking for the most part so other than to talk to my mum or when necessary, I didn't talk to anyone. I wasn't mute it was just no one talked to me so I didn't talk to them.
Evidently, my life was was a tediously repetitive cycle of school, work, school. The only human thing in my life was my relationship with my mum, she was my everything, my family, my best friend, my idol, she provided everything I needed and I was only ever truly myself with her. I transformed into a regular teen with her and we would chat for hours on end talking about everything and nothing. She and my home were the only things I could find comfort in.
Until, I met Jake, the one to break my shell.
🔹I need a cover if anyone will make me one.🔹
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.
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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.