Lucas Carver lived alone. He never did his homework. He barely had any manners and he was known for doing the most dangerous of things. People said he was the Perfect definition of Bad Boy.
The truth is, he's not
My name is Crystal Florence. I lived next to Lucas for almost two years now. My family and I were always oblivious to his existence.
That was the biggest mistake I could have ever made in my life.
The day when I finally actually met Lucas is the day I'll never forget. He was the one who I let everything out to. And he let out to me.
I didn't shatter from everything, but he had already shattered years ago.
I learned that he was a broken bad boy.
No, he was my broken Bad Boy and I set out on a quest to fix him.
And he found the need to fix me. And truth be told, I needed that fixing because I was nearly as broken as he was.
*Hands you a bunch of food, tissues, and a ultimate feel reliever pill*
Good luck reading this sucker without having feels.