Broken Teacups

Broken Teacups

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Nov 4, 2013
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Romance
In a small cafe on the edge of town there lives a family with the last name of Fray. In this lovely family there is an old mother and father who have both reached the age of fifty, two years apart. There is a nineteen year old boy, a thirteen year old girl, a ten year old boy, another seven year old girl, another four year old boy, and then a one year old girl. A large family living in a small house wear everyone has to share a room with another. Only a town away from this lovely cafe there lives a girl who is all alone. She is eighteen years old with a dead mother and father, a dead brother, and just one cat with all her books. She's introverted and antisocial. Though she enjoys being alone, she feels very lonely. Tyler E. Tarrant, the girl who is all alone and finds herself, perhaps by destiny, at the Fray's cafe where she finds her family. But something fishy is going around this little cafe, something that makes Tyler's insides tingle and the hairs stand up on the back of her neck.
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Viper: When I was a kid I was naive, shy, and easy to push around. I was a little girl who dreamt of sunshine and rainbows. But that all changed when I was 10 years old and my grandparents died. I found myself utterly and completely alone in this world. One bad thing after another seemed to hit me. I of course dealt with it. I dealt with it because a man in a black leather Jacket and fucking amazing ink told me how to survive this cruel world. Sometimes you just have to get mean. And so I did. It became my only vice when shit got tough. I am fine on my own. I don't need anyone. Ryker: When I found her at just ten years old, she was just as cute, button-nosed, and sweet as a jar of honey. I gave her a bit of advice to survive this cruel world. She needed to learn to be a little mean, otherwise she would have been eaten alive. But now that I found her again, she isn't who she was when we first saw each other. She was known as Viper. She seemed to have taken my advice to heart. And fuck, I believe I created a fucking monster. Viper, a dark-haired, green-eyed, wicked smile, and sharp tongue. She thinks she has to do it on her own. But in reality, she doesn't. She has family. She has me. And Lucifer forbids anyone fucks with what belongs to me. Charlie: When I met her at fourteen years old, I never expected her to stay. She was just some kid wanting a tattoo. She was a firecracker waiting to explode. She was protective of things and people that belonged to her. Dan was meant to just kick her out and let her go on her way, but she stayed. Viper, she calls herself. A dark-haired, green-eyed, wicked smile, and sharp as fuck tounged girl. She's tough but needs to learn she has people to lean on. She has family. She has me. And God forbids anyone fucks with what belongs to me. (Fanfic of a book)

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