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"What are you trying to do? Are you out of mind or are you suicidal?" Someone said just as I was about turning to the other side of the window sill facing the world, 'I rather die while jumping off this building than be killed by my so called family'. I thought to myself just as I struggled to free myself from the hands of the source of the voice. Gemma Reed having already given up on life after her Nana dies decides to end it all than living with beasts she calls family, find out what happens when she crosses path with Mason Wellington. When broken and sweet tangles with extremely arrogant and promiscuous.
Chapter 1 Preface
I sat on the tarred ground of nowhere and wept bitterly as the rain fell on me, I could not feel anything but a hole being dug in my heart. I had lost the one person who gave me hope, who was always there to keep me sane. Nana's smiling face in the picture frame looked like she was passing a message but one I could not understand right now because my head was clouded with thoughts of how I was to survive in this world alone. Where will I start from? What should I do? Must I stay here? I am old enough to live on my own am I not? Questions like this filled my head and made me cry the more.
I kept looking at Nana's picture frame which I held closely to my chest sitting in the middle of nowhere after running away from that mad house.
I garnered some strength and stood up from the tarred floor where I sat and decided to walk to the road side bench and sit, then I heard a loud honk and I turned to look at who did that and saw a fast moving car closing in on me, my brain did a double take immediately shutting down and I did not know what to do. I found myself rolling on the car's roof and falling to the ground only then did I realize that I had just been hit by the car, I felt happy that I would finally leave this painful and miserable life and join my Nana then I looked at the broken picture frame and I started moving towards it to pick up the picture so that if I was to die, I would die hugging her but my body could not move, it felt like I was still in that mad house where my legs and hands will be cuffed and I will not be able to move them, I tried all I could but my head was spinning and I felt so dizzy, black dots started clouding my vision - I looked at Nana's picture once more and then allowed the sleep take over me.
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