ProudlyTee

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

"Who the fuck are you in love with?" I asked her curiously. "Calm down Kesha," Regina said so calmly. "Do not tell me to calm down, I want to know" I pleaded Sebastian looked at me and shook his head. "What?" I asked him. He shook his head and said nothing.

"There is something," I said. "Yes there is Kesha, the way your voice changed, it was funny" He said, I rolled my eyes and he laughed. I turned back to Regina waiting for an answer. "When you fall in love I'll tell you," she said. I held my face and whined, "That is going to take forever," I said and looked away.

"Kesha I have to go home and prepare for my trip. I haven't even packed. My clothes are scattered all around my room. I have packages coming in," Regina said and stood up, she had changed the topic and now she was going to go home and prepare for her trip to Italy.

"When do you leave?" I asked her.

Summer goodbyes