She was a special girl in school. Whatever she dreamed of, it would happen the next day. But it turned out not, she was sick, she was only haunted by nightmares. And for years she had been having the same dream, of her stepfather beating her, ruthlessly. 
After her father died, her mother remarried, then mother died too, she was left alone with her alcoholic and abusive stepfather. She lived in fear every day. She went to school with a lot of foundations and concealer just to cover her wounds and bruises. She met a bad boy in school, the same as her, covered in bruises and scars everywhere. But he was nothing like her. Famous, handsome, tall, and enjoy bullying others. She thought only a bad boy like him would be able to save her from her stepfather. So she started to date him but...

The bad boy saved me (1-2)

　　It was now a day before New Year's Eve. I was in the kitchen helping Marilyn cook dinner, when I heard the doorbell ring. I told Marilyn that I would get it as she had given Ms. Nordia and Linda the holidays off.


　　I opened the door to see a woman standing on the other side. She looked me over, a kind smile on her face. "Hello, are you Kayla?"


　　I nodded my head and looked at her curiously. "Yes."


　　The woman's smile light up and her brown eyes sparkled. I couldn't shake the idea that I knew her somehow. There was something about her black hair that was caught up into a bun at the back of her head and in the way she smiled. "Oh my! Look at you!" She exclaimed. "You have grown into a beautiful young lady."


　　"I'm Eloise Green-Russell. I'm Tristan's older sister." She explains.


　　I looked at her in shock. She was my father's sister? I couldn't believe it. All this time I thought I didn't have any relatives nearby or one that even cared about me.


Chapter 43