Fighter.

An Image, A memory, A fist. Kasey is nineteen and she's a mess. Always in the wrong place at the wrong time, she meets someone that she wishes she never did. She see's things she wishes she never did. But, although violent and a little frightening her relationship with Luke is passionate, sexy and the best mistake of her life.

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2. 6 Weeks Later...

6 weeks later...  

It was late afternoon and the sun had finally broken through the clouds warming my cheeks as the slight breeze brushed my tangled hair from my face. I was walking home from work, like every other day, strolling by the pond watching mothers and their children feed the ducks. I smiled as I passed them, leaving the area and heading towards an old car park that I use as a short cut to my house. As I walked I heard laughing to my right and looked over in curiosity. A group of around eight people stood next to a couple of cars chatting. They were the kind of people you'd try and avoid, well the kind of people I would try to avoid...and I did...try too. As I was glancing at them a familiar figure caught my eye. A tall, well built, blonde haired guy was lent against a shiny black vehicle, laughing with his mates. A scar travelled across one of his eyebrows and a smug smile on his face as he slowly looked toward me.

 

It was him.

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