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Chapter Seven - In Your Dreams
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2026-04-03 02:57:26
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Healing With My Bad Boy Chapter Seven - In Your Dreams
Gracie As soon as I got home, I made sure to do everything that needed to be done, including cooking my dad’s dinner. I wanted to make sure I didn’t forget anything. I don’t want to set him off. He hasn’t bothered me since I got home, thankfully. It has given me time to do everything before I need to get ready to go out. I don’t want to go tonight, not really, but it was hard to say no to both. It will get me out of this house, away from my dad for a bit. I don’t plan on dressing up. I slip into a pair of shorts, an oversized hoodie, and my Converse. I pull my hair into a high ponytail and add a little mascara and lip gloss. I grab my bag and head out. “Where the fuck do you think you are going?” Dad hisses, coming into view. “I am going to meet Lola.” “What, dressed like a little slut? You better not be going to meet some boy,” he hisses. “No, of course not.” It is a lie. I am meeting Ryland first. I text him to meet me further down the street. Anger takes over my dad’s face b
Healing With My Bad Boy Chapter Six - I Plan On Changing That
Ryland “See you tonight?” Ben asks. Ben is in some of my classes, and we got to talking today. He is like me in many ways. He has a wild side and likes to get himself into trouble. We didn’t get to talking in a classroom, but at the principal’s office. He was there because he got into a fight with some douche jock. I was there because I talked back to one of my teachers. After our trip to the office, we sat together in the next class, and now we are making plans for tonight. I smirk. “Hell yes.” “You should bring Gracie and her front Lola, too. I have yet to see Gracie go wild. Lola is a fun girl. Gracie seems more well-behaved.” I have picked up on that myself. They were opposites. Lola seems like the type to go wild whenever she wants, while Gracie is more reserved. “I plan on changing that.” “Nice! I don’t think it will be that easy. Gracie doesn’t date or hook up. I have never seen her with a guy unless it is in a friendly way.” “Yes, but that was before she met me. By the
Healing With My Bad Boy Chapter Five - Dreading It
Gracie I dread seeing Ryland after what happened last night. He saw right through my lies. It was written all over his face. I will need to make sure I convince him that I hurt myself. I don’t want or need him to find out anything else. I need to find a way to distract him from the topic. I finish getting ready and pull a baggy hoodie over my outfit. I can get away with it today because it is colder than it has been recently. I am trying to leave as quickly as I can. My dad is still passed out, and I would rather not be here when he wakes up. I grab my bag and run out of the front door. I am outside 15 minutes early. I take my cell out to mess around with it, sitting on my front porch and wait for Ryland. “Someone is eager to get to school.” Ryland! I turn to face him, smiling. He is standing in his garden. “Always, I enjoy school.”“Weirdo,” he teases. I jump to my feet and go out to the front of the house. Ryland soon joins me. I got to my feet, going out to the front path, R
Healing With My Bad Boy Chapter Four - It Can't Be
Ryland I am on my way home since school is finished. I offered to give Gracie a lift, but she had something to do after school. I was disappointed when she said she wasn’t heading up straightaway. I would have waited, but I needed to rush home to help my mom move us in. She has movers aiding her most of the day. I did offer to stay out of school to help, but of course, she said no. I am eager to sleep in my own bed. The hotel's beds weren’t the most comfortable. I put the address into my satnav before I started driving. I have only been to the house once when we viewed it. I am not familiar with the area. It isn’t too far from school, it turns out, because I am arriving in no time. I hate moving. It is so much work. I hate getting new neighbours. My mom is one of those people who tries to make friends with everyone. It works for her, but it annoys me. I don’t like meeting new people. They are all the same, judgmental. We are never around long enough to truly get to know anyone, so i
Healing With My Bad Boy Chapter Three - This Can't Be Happening
Gracie I am sitting in first class, tugging at the sleeves of my hoodie. I need to make sure they never crawl up, or people will see the bruises on my arms with my father’s fingerprints. He was drunk when I got home last night. He was rough with me. He always is. At least the bruising on my side is easier to hide than the one on my wrists.“Are you not melting in that hoodie?” Lola chuckles from next to me. I laugh, shaking my head. “No, I am alright.”The truth is, I am too hot, but I can’t take it off. If I did, people would see and start asking questions. You can tell by just looking at the marks that someone else’s hands caused them. I push my so-called father to the back of my mind and focus on class. There is something else distracting me, though, the stranger from last night. I am no closer to working out who he is. I may not ever know. Our class is interrupted by a knock on the door. It is the principal’s secretary. Our maths teacher, Mrs Holland, answers and talks to her f
Healing With My Bad Boy Chapter Two - It Isn't The First Time
RylandI have been staying in a hotel with my mom for the last couple of weeks since we moved here, only until our house is ready, which will be tomorrow. I will be happy to have my own space back. It is a lot sharing one hotel room with my mom. Neither of us has much privacy. I am sitting in my car outside the hotel, thinking about Gracie. Tonight isn’t the first time I’ve seen her. I have seen her a couple of times since we got into town. She never noticed me until tonight. I can’t explain it. The second my eyes fell on her for the first time, I was drawn to her. It makes me sound like some crazy stalker, but that isn’t the case at all. Any time I have seen her, she has been laughing and smiling with her friends, but I could sense straight away that she isn’t as happy as she seems to the rest of the world. I can see the sadness that surrounds her. She is keeping secrets. What secrets I don’t know, but she is. A broken person can always tell when someone else is broken. I am broken
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