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Remember Me

Natalie had always been a fairly happy girl with a life that she was content with. At least until six months ago when her lifelong best friend, with who she had shared everything with up until that point, suddenly decided that they needed to end their friendship with no warning. The life that she had known and loved shattered around her, taking her with it. Now, she's closed herself off from everyone around her and made a vow to herself to never let anyone in again in an effort to never have to go through that pain again. For six months, her plan had gone smoothly and seemed fail-proof. That is until Riley, who happens to be way too handsome and charming for his own good, abruptly finds his way into her life and flips her world upside down. No matter how much she pushes him away and tries to keep her vow, she keeps finding herself in situations that could ruin everything she's worked so hard for. The more she's around him and is struck by the light he brings into the world, the harder it becomes to keep her vow, and herself, safe. Her life starts to spin out of her control as she tries to figure out what Riley really wants, who he really is, and why her gut keeps telling her that there is more to him than she could ever imagine. As if her plate wasn't already full enough, she's also troubled with trying to figure out why Colton has been acting the way he has and why he really left her. Natalie's life has become anything but simple. But it can only go up from here, right? Wrong. The catastrophic rollercoaster that has become her life has only just begun. Will Natalie ever be able to let down the walls guarding her heart or will she miss out on any

BllueEyedMisfit · Teen
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Chapter 74

Connor POV

I cut my bike off and walk to the mausoleum that sits at the back of an old abandoned graveyard. My heart and adrenaline are pumping with excitement and the thrill of the revenge that’s about to come. Rex is standing outside the entrance, leaning against the stone waiting for me. I give him a curt nod and put my cap on backward. He throws his half-finished cigarette to the ground and stamps it out before opening the door for me to walk through.

His face is grim as he follows in behind me and locks the door behind us. It’s dark and damp inside. The only light coming from some candles he placed and lit. I walk over to the table he’s set up for me and observe the shiny tools laid out on top of it. Scalpels, a hammer, a saw, knives, and various other things that I have my pick from if I choose. I look toward the back and find the guys sitting against a stone wall tied up, bloody, and looking up at me with fear etched on their marked faces.