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Trapped love

What Will make me love you? Never! Not in this lifetime or another. Your presence make me thole, Your face salted my bruises. Even if you brought heaven on earth, I will never be yours. What happens when a fateful encounter turned to an heart wrenching nightmare? Jennie a sweet, loving lady whom a single encounter changed and ruined. Follows the lives of two lovers from the past, how their sweet love turned to deep hatred. Comeback of a betrayed heart, a vengeful heart whose world once collided with world full of butterflies. He was back to open her scars which he as well was unable to heal from. What she spent years hiding from was unknowingly right next to her, haunting her, those charming and loving smiles were now replaced by a malicious bone chilling laughter shaking terror into her. He promised to protect her from bullies but now she was to be protected from him. What's about this second encounter and to make it worse he has blackened completely A striving yet to make ends meet Jennie second encounter of this crushing wild fire. He came to ruined, to set ablaze the yet to solid confidence she managed to muster up. This butterfly wings, he will ripped and burn, rendered into a useless caterpillar state, unable to grew back the Wings to say nothing of soaring up to the sky. But the only thing was the more he hardened the harder he hurt and the more she tried loathing the harder she fell. Excerpt from the book: His hands kept roaming her body, it was akin to dread of mayhem gnawing on her flesh. His pair of eyes blazing with hidden fire, he looked more like a blood thirsty monster who fought his way bloodily out of Asura realm, He smiled before kissing her cheeks and whispered into her ear "I know I disgust you, but nothing to be scared of sweetie, this feeling is mutual, I will make you pay every single bit of what you did to me. This hell we'll both experience. I disdain you as much as you loathe me, I will dragged us both to the pit of hell" Jennie was betrayed, he felt betrayed. This! Could it be changed? Or prevented? Cover ain't mine, credit to the owner 1 chapter update a day Also the FL isn't weak you have to read up to twenty five chapters to understand more about her.

candyblea · Urban
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46 Chs

Chapter fourteen: A boy, yeah! a boy

The next morning she opened her eyes deceleratedly but swiftly shut them back, the light from the window almost blinded her, tears tardily came out of her eyes, it felt as if being prodding by needles.

She unsteadily sat up on the bed, before forcing her eyes open but much slower this time around. The familiar view reassured her, she sighed relieved but the pair of eyes glaring at her sending chills down her spine.

She smile weirdly sinking back into the bed, she immediately went under the duvet.

"You..!!!" Mrs Anderson gritted her teeth before grabbing the padded quilt off her.

She wore a casual wear, her short hair looking smooth and attractive not excluding her lush eyebrows and shapely lips, Layla was an exceptionally beautiful and gorgeous woman she has this shining tendency. But right at that moment Layla disapprobation and agitation exceeded Jennie's expectations.

Jennie growled as she looked flustered and her head was throbbing with pains, nonetheless she wanted to find a crack in the ground and hide, her last recollection was everything getting hazy and blurry before loosing consciousness, she deceleratedly sat up and blinked innocently mouthing "Mom.."

Layla stared at her sternly, she was virtually fuming with annoyance what if she was taken advantage of by some bad guys, to say nothing of the recent kidnapping, what would have happened if she wasn't found by that good intended classmate, therefore she cast aside her previous emotions.

She looked vexed, she instinctively stayed until Jennie woke up so she could scold her, However she couldn't be too hard on her, mainly because of that she said "How could you've been so wasted, even if that young-blood's still burning hot you have to tread carefully, if wasn't for the boy who knows what might have happened, I'm not against you keeping friends but getting wasted is intolerable and I'm solely letting this slide because it's unlike you"

Jennie kept looking at her fingers feeling embarrassed and regretful, she said "I'm sorry mom, wouldn't occured anymore"

" Don't give me that look I'm informing your dad" she threatened earnestly.

After speaking she attempted to walk out since she achieved the aim she came for that is talking senses into her daughter which she already did, it doesn't matter if Jennie replied but she knew what she said will be thought over by her.

But before she could take two steps she heard her somber voice, honestly she felt bad. She doesn't like scolding Jennie, she isn't that type of Mom "Mom it's just... I'm sorry, I was so unbridled that I failed to reduce my intake, I was just too excited"

"Mn" Layla said glancing at Jennie who was still on the bed, Layla previous annoyance had dissipated with no traces left, she smiled and continues "But that isn't stopping me from informing your dad"

Jennie blinked purely yet again looking all groggy and said with certainty "Mom ain't no snitch, moreover I trust you wouldn't"

Mrs Anderson glared at her and said "says? Tell you, You see back at high school this mom was labeled an alert because I just couldn't see and buried it inside of me instead I let it out"

Jennie wasn't buying any of it, at least Layla once told her she was the most secretive of her friends, infact she once said she confessed her love to Mr Anderson because he was too handsome that she couldn't sleep at night.

"Anyway, honey I prepared an hangover soup, come downstairs for it I know you must be feeling some pains"

"Alright mom" Jennie said bitting her fingers but something flashed to her thus she quickly asked "Before you go who helped me home last night"

Layla who was already at the door shut back the door and slowly turned to face Jennie and said with ascertain unwilling to answer Jennie "Ugh! A boy Yeah! A boy"

Jennie looked curious suddenly, the will to know who helped her back enveloped her, she asked with great interest "Description!, alot of boys out there, a betell will do" Jennie whined

"Come downstairs after freshing up, you stinks. I might as well spare you few details" Mrs Anderson said and exit the room.

"Got it" Jennie blared loud enough to be heard by Mrs Anderson.

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