Chapter 1
This story contains mature content,grief,self harm,swearing,and many deaths
Isabelle's pov
I wake up in my boring apartment ."another boring day"i say to myself as if i have no confidence.i get out of bed and walk over too my kitchen to make my morning coffee which... YES REALLY NEEDED!i have a crappy job and a crappy life. I always think these things.lifes been hard since mum passed away.
After my little morning coffee break i look at my phone. "SHIT! IM LATE AGAIN!" I run to my little draws and look for my work uniform."where is it!". I sit on my bed fustrated in the corner of my emerald eyes i notice my uniform.i quickly get changed and lock the house trying to carry all my stuff as i majestically run out. Im a very prepared girl.
As i almost run down the street wilst putting my hair up i crash into something.its hardand tall and...MUSCLEY?? I drag my head up to look at the thing i just crashed into...omg hes gorgeous.
