Welcome Visitor: Login to the siteJoin the site

I'm Too Messed Up For You to Love Me

Novel By: bookwolves
Romance



***COMPLETED***
Jamie Lyres wasn't always 'messed up'. She use to be like any other girl. That, of course, was before her father died though. After that she changed completely. She never talks about that day. Ever since shes abandoned most of her friends and has been labeled a "messed up freak" by the rest of her school. she only has a couple friends even though she was still a good student. She never crushed on boys or talked to anyone about her Dad.
All that changed the day Jamie met Jayden Clarke. After there first fateful encounter they both hated each other. Then of course he just HAD to transfer to their school. He was tall, dark, and handsome, he won every girl except for Jamie. interestingly enough he always picked on her. Jamie (of course) wasn't going to stand for being picked on, and put up a fight every inch of the way, but can hate turn into love when your stuck with that person ALL School long and All summer?

*warning* may contain language you have been warned!
also people this is my first romance novel and second writing ever to be published in here so give me a break if its a little... meh, but comments, critiques, advice, and opinions are all appreciated! View table of contents...


Chapters:

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20

Submitted:Mar 16, 2011    Reads: 71    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   


Capture!

I woke up feeling great. I streached before relizing there was a metal blade at my neck. I froze. I saw Jayden still asleep through my periphral vision. It was still dark, I relized. I blushed when I saw I was still naked, still he couldn't see that. At least I hoped not. "Get up" his words were barely decipheral. I stood up defiantly, hands on hips before searching the ground for something warm. I packed something for another night. I would've fucked up his sorry ass, but I was unarmed. he let me grab some stuff his blade close behind. I dumped clothes over my fighting belt, with all my knives, and my arm bands. iI grabbed my clothes and went to the bathroom. he followed. "Do you mind?" I said irratbly. He glared but stood still. I rolled my eyes and walked in the bathroom, closing th door behind me. I strapped on all my weapons and clothes over it. I stood in the mirror for a moment and nodded, ready. I just didn't want to get Jayden involved. I came out quietly. He had a gun out now I noticed. He jabbed it in my side and led me on the roof. He motioned that I should jump from this roof to the next. I smiled, ready to break a couple bones. I knew this part of town better than he did.

I was about to jump when he grabbed my arms. He tied them behind my back, and I started to get a little freaked. Tied hands meant no knives while jumping like I had planned. Instead I quietly jumped after him. Roof after roof, wracking my brains for a solution. Until, finally, he knocked he unconscious.

---

I woke up feeling drugged, a feeling I knew quite well. My head lolled around sleepily. My eyes were blearly from lack of use. I squinted in the dark room. I struggled, but no use, I was chained to a wall. I looked around my sparse room. There was a dingy bathroom with a toilet and shower. It had a nasty matress that sagged and chains. I looked on t he ground only to spot blood. I stared closer...hmmm.. looks familiar... I shrugged it off though. I slipped back into sleep, dreaming of Jayden and me...

Jayden's P.O.V.

I woke up slowly and smiled thinking about the great night. I patted the spot next to me, only to find it empty and cold. I snapped my eyes open to see no one. I got up and looked around. No one. There was a loud silence. I ran out, but she wasn't there either. I shivered. Why did I shiver? I turned towards the draft, to find the roof door open. one thing went through my mind-abduction! I grabbed something to wear while I rushed out.

Jamie's P.O.V.

Time. I wish I knew. Days could have gone by, weeks, and I would never know. No light came in my room. I stared around, bored. I kept trying to get comfortable, but hey thats pretty much impossible. Damn I have the biggest fucking cramps EVER! My captor never showed his face. He always wore a mask when he brought my food, never responded to my questions. I was REALLY hungry.He had uncuffed me, and I ate the first bowl of something like a soup, only to find that a few minutes later, it was drugged. He snapped on my chains before leaving. I sat there groggily, before a stupor took over. After that I hadn't eaten. I'd averaged I'd been gone around a week. I missed Jayden, and his cocky ass smile. Hunger was my constant companion. I'd lost weight, not much, but enough to show my ribs.

The door opened and I didn't even bother to look. i just stared at the ground stupidly as usual. "Well, well, well, looks like the mustang lost all her spirit." my head snapped up at the voice. Richard Greenling!

A/N- ho ho ho! i relized that there were so many possibilities and so its not going to end, well not soon. im thinking about going till 25-30 chappies. as allways i appreciate your support! please, if you read this than comment! also check out Rockurgurxx!her work is AMAZING!not to mention this whole novel is dedicated to her for a REASON!!! ya know besides the fact that shes fuxking awesome! well i hope you liked it, i liked writing a cliffhanger! still losing some steam, tho so your supoprt is SERIOUSLY appreciated, and i really love long comments!





0

| Email this story Email this Novel | Add to reading list



Reviews

About | News | Contact | Your Account | TheNextBigWriter | Self Publishing | Advertise

© 2013 TheNextBigWriter, LLC. All Rights Reserved. Terms under which this service is provided to you. Privacy Policy.