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Life's a bitch but I'm a bigger bitch

Kesha is a difficult person to be with, she is different and hates everyone, building a fence around her heart.
Painful experiences from the past, bad occurrences has made her harder and difficult to please. 

 Sebastian moved to a new country, different and new people, he falls in love Kesha and tries to win her over. 

Will she accept him? 

Will she learn to love him? 

Will she be finally accept him? 

 With the lovely childhood and all the love Kesha couldn't get, will Sebastian be able to win her over

excerpt:
I am not your everyday teenager. Well I am sixteen and a whore. I guess that makes me a Villain. I would look mad ass sexy in a Villain suit.

"You have to learn to knock mom. You do not want to see me in bed with a boy, fucking my brain out"I snapped at her walking out of the bathroom.


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Just drive us to my sudden doom" I said and placed my legs on the dashboard.

My top might have ridden up a little and I just could not possibly stop myself from grinning whenever I caught him staring

"Does someone love my tattoos?" I asked with a teasing smile and a silly look plastered on my face

"They are beau--ti--ti--ti--ful--ful" he stammered and held the steering wheel tighter

"Cats got your tongue or are you just nervous around a sexy thing like me" I said and purred, enjoying how he was getting red. He was a tough one, he refused to stare at me, he just kept his focus on the road.

"Awww, am I not tempting enough to steal your attention?" I said mocking how focused he was.

I caught his eyes moving from me to the road. I have gotten a reaction

"So I am tempting?" I asked with a  smirk plastered on my face. I got my legs off the dashboard and moved closer to him resting on the armrest and holding my amused face 

"Do you want to see a very cute tattoo?" I asked and purred in his ears, he did not answer me but I knew I was affecting him.

"So you do not want to see?" I asked faking a   frown and pouting 

"I do" he said in a rushed tone, someone is excited, he turned to look at me and caught my smirk

"I knew you would" I said. I tugged the neck of my shirt to make it lower to reveal the tattoo I had on my chest. "You like?" I asked


He nodded and turned to look at the road. "Aww you are looking all red and stuff" I teased and poked him for added effects. "I had no idea boys could be this red" I added and continued to tease him with my laughter

'I think he has had enough teasing for a day'   my subconscious reminded me. I turned to look at Sebastian, he was red and was gripping the wheels like his life depended on it. He really makes teasing easy but not fun, he is not flirting back, making me look like a whore

'You are one' my subconscious reminded me again, I gasped and smirked 'Am I?'

I wanted to laugh at my own joke but I do not think Sebastian is ready for more craziness.

I sort of miss Regina, sorry my room, I might be asleep right now or trapped in a book, got to keep straight A's. I looked up and realized the dirt path we were driving through looked familiar

"Sebastian?" I called, he hummed to tell me he was listening

"Where are we?" I asked

"I have brought you to your doom...

Shadows of Kesha

<p> I wished I was paying attention but because I was not I was stuck with Sebastian coming to my house to ask after me. 'what does he think he is doing here?' Regina smiled at me soothing me with her goofy face. I crawled out of my hiding place and dragged my healthier friend out. We walked to the living room where everyone was gathered. By everyone I meant Sebastian, his mom and my mom. "Didn't you come home with her?" Mrs. Hearts said and he shook his head. Was he deliberately trying to piss me off because I have a feeling he saw my car parked far away from home. "What are you doing here Sebastian?" I asked trying to control how angry I really was. I stood still trying to resist the urge to leave my fist imprint on his face. Regina held my hand and hid behind me to escape mom's wrath. </p>

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