khuthi_makananise

A wise fool once said 'the heart wants what it wants'. Unfortunately, no one told me that sometimes, what the heart wants could be the only missing piece of a recipe for disaster. Maybe I wouldn't have listened; then we would have made it out unscathed. But there was no way to avoid it. I was in love with my principal. Heart, mind, body and soul. How do I say no to that?

Azania Wyatt is an 18 year old high school senior, who has had everything at the drop of a hat. She is daddy's little girl and has some underlying issues from her childhood that she keeps dead and buried. 

Anthony Matthews is a 24 year-old married retired F1 race car driver, who has now taken up his legacy seat as the principal of Westerbridge Academy. Anthony also just so happens to be the brother of Azania's godfather. And he is seemingly the only person who can see beneath Azania's fake facade. 

What will happen when the two of them cross the line and fall in to each other's arms instead?

Racing Hearts

"Nana?" my mother finds me on the bathroom floor, back pressed against the glass of the shower stall, knees propped up with my head buried in between my thighs. I make no move to acknowledge her presence, unable to stop crying. It hurts too much. All of it.

"Oh baby," she coos, sinking to the floor next to me as she wraps her arm around my shoulder, pulling me into her. I don't resist, even though every muscle in my body is screaming at me to. I don't have the energy, or any fight left in me.

"I am so sorry." She mews, stroking my hair lovingly. The action evokes more emotion out of me, making me cry harder as the memory of my once luscious curly hair serving as a constant reminder that nothing in my life is okay. At least my hair will grow back. That is about the only thing that will ever return to it's normal state. My face is scarred forever. My relationship with my dad is on the rocks. His and Anthony's is non-existent. His relationship with my mom ...

Chapter Ninety-Eight: Congratulations, You Win.