Masuk"What the fuck happened to your neck, Bella?" He asks, tracing the ugly scar on my skin and his other hand holds both of mine tightly in place when I attempt to cover my neck. He shifts his eyes from my neck to my face and he raises his eyebrows at me for answers. "I asked you a question, Bella, what the hell happened to your neck!" He demands. "It is just an ugly scar-" "Bella," he tips my chin up and our eyes lock. "No part of your body is ugly," if that is supposed to make me feel better...it doesn't work. The scar on my neck is ugly, yet it's nothing compared to the one in my heart. It is the ugliest. I am scarred for life. *** Belle went through something traumatic when she was little, and she has a scar that keeps reminding her of every single thing that happened. She was diagnosed with Intermittent Explosive Disorder and Bipolar Disorder, and she has been homeschooled her entire life. But now her therapist wants her to enroll in a normal university. She is supposed to make friends, fall in love and live like a normal teenage girl, yet nothing about her life is normal. She will make friends and she will fall deeply in love, but what happens when the only person that was supposed to save you from yourself ends up betraying you? Scarred is not your typical romance.
Lihat lebih banyak"Hey stop it," someone hisses at the back and the guy that am busy strangling tries to push me off him.He is quite strong and I bet it is taking every ounce of his self-control not to hit me.Quite a gentleman, huh?He should have known better than to snatch my book."I don't hit girls but don't you fucking push me." He barks at me and I sneer.I would want to see him try.He is starting to gasp for air and some students are busy shouting at me to stop while some are busy cheering me on, I bet they love a good scene."You letting a girl humiliate you?" Some boy shouts, and I groan."This is serious guys, someone stop that bitch!"How dare she calls me a bitch? Instead of walking over to her, I let out all my anger on my prey."What is she, a fucking vampire?"
"It is for your own good, Belle," Dad tells me and I give him a dry forced laugh.We are in the family room and they have been trying to put some sense into me. We have been talking about this...or rather they have been talking about this for almost three hours.They seem pretty convinced that I will improve but I know perfectly well that it won't do me any good. I just hope things won't get worse than they already are. They made the decision already and they didn't include me, they practically forced me to accept.They enrolled me at States University last week and I will be starting my classes tomorrow. I don't know how this will end but a part of me is willing to take the risk. If I want to have a social life I got to learn how to relate with people. But I am partly pessimistic about the whole going to State University thing...What if I end up hurting someone? I almost killed Jenny five years ago. Wh
I walk down the spiral staircase to the living room and I find my mother there, waiting for me patiently."Belle, are you ready?" She asks me and I cast her the 'what do you think?' look.I am very agitated right now.I am seventeen for fucks sake! She shouldn't be driving me to the hospital, it pisses the hell out of me."Did you carry your phone?"I roll my eyes.This will be one hell of a boring ride, her constant questions always get to my nerves. I wish dad and Elsa were here to take me, at least, I can stand them.But it would be much better if they let me drive. I have my own car, though they never let me drive.I am not an excellent





