Crushed •|COMPLETED|•

Everyone has their little fairytale which they believe will come true someday. Hell, they all have that itsy dream they hold on to just for survival. But for me, I had hell on earth. Every part of my life was a deceitful act of kindness.. Or at least I felt so.

I found myself in the midst of the devil who deprived me of breath as he scanned me to see if I was actually worth it. If I was worth a try...the risk..his bosom.

Twisted in love, hurt by the one I looked up to, I found myself vulnerable to basic bullshit. How in Hell's name do I get rid of the flaws in my life just to be like every normal girl? Just to be someone's "only one?"

"I really don't want to meet anyone" I half smiled to the blonde girl who sat beside me taking a sip at her whiskey.

"Hey, it's me. Quinn Adams, your bestie. Don't say no to me. I got a Friend who's dying to meet you" she smirked turning to her side.

My eyes met his sharp intimidating eyes. There he was again, draining me of my color and very existence.

"Come on, he's been waiting" she dragged me by the arm, heading for the bar.

Quinn's drunken state caused me to bump into him in a fuss.

"I'm so sorry" I said quickly said as I felt my mouth go dry at his bad boy demeanor.

"It's fine, mind if I buy you a drink?" He offered with a smile.

That was it.

With that smile, I was lured into the lions den, waiting innocently to be devoured.

All false hopes darling....