Young Perfection: PERFECTION, #1

By Charlie Reed

Sav Cole is 15 when her world fell apart. One minute she is numb to world and want to stay that way, next minute she come face to face with baby blue. Dakota Matthews. They love bloom, they fall deep and hard for each other. Young love is the purest form of any love, its Perfection. When the really world sets in and they can't stay in their love bubble, Dakota sets Sav free to her own person, the find what she truely loves to do.

Five years past, Dakota and Sav meet again. Face to face in their home town bar. Thing have changes and secrets are hidden. Dakota thinks things can work between them, but Sav has sercrets.

1. She has move money that Dakota?

2. She has a son?!? 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Charlie Reed
• Release date: Jun 9, 2016
• ISBN: 9781533793966

Charlie Reed

I never thought that I would be able to be a writer of any kind. I became obsessed with romance novels and the one that had amazing story lines. The best ones I would recommed to my sister. So I though F*@k it, i think all the time about different story lines so i gave it ago and here we are. My end goal would to be able to make book that makes people cry. Hope you enjoy the story that I imagine. 

Book preview

SAV

I was just dead to the world ,that feeling of numbness invaded every aspect of my mind and body. I was floating and drifting away into a space like black hole, I could not feel shit, you’d think that I was on drugs or wasted, but that feeling of numbness was stronger than anything that is imaginable. The morning event has chased a trickle effect of what was my life and something that I will never get back. I will no longer have my happy family that full of so much love and light , for the past year we all have been hanging on  by a thread; Me, Slade , mum , mimi and dad, literally. But on this day 26 th of August was the final nuclear bomb that blew my family to pieces. At 1:32 am my father, my best friends and my hero, suffered a brain aneurysm and died in his hospital bed in his sleep , all alone.  Hunter Cole who was only 43 at the time have been suffering from major headaches for the past two years, last summer my dad final decided to do something about it and went to see a doctor. After multiply rounds of CAT scans and MRI and a number of specialist : the final diagnose was that my dad had a  brain tumour the size of his fist and at any monument it was burst and he could die. But we were all very optimist and that he will get through it because he was a man, man and the only thing that could kill him was old age or a metro-right. How hopelessly and naive we all were, the doctors all gave the same result that there was nothing we could do to save him, even if he was diagnosed early that it was inevitable. The famous quote that I heard time and fucking time again ‘ he is living on borrowed  time’.Why you ask my father died alone because he was a bloody smart man and we all should have seen the signs. The day before my father death he was actually better than he had been the whole 3 months staying in the hospital. He was forced into the hospital by the doctors so they could better monitor his condition. He would have rather been at home drinking beer and watching football with Slade and me, while mum and mimi were in the kitchen creating a big Italian feast and left the world that way with the people he loved most. But in the end he had been sensible and did not want to worry us and followed doctors order but he still gave them hell. That day before he died we all sat around the hospital room had a great laugh and were a really family for the first time in ages, that night my father told us to go home and get some real sleep, since he was feeling better that day and he would see us all in the morning. With that we said our last ‘I love you’ and ‘good byes’. It is what everyone always says before a persons is about to die where they have their last moments of clarity and my father just knew it. He wanted to leave us with that final memory of the man he was and our family, not the sick man he became and that final memory that he gave to all of us together was perfect.

So here I am Sav Cole, 15. A soon to be sophomore at MAC public high school, in my room I think on a Saturday night at 9:30 pm just staring at the ceiling, with nothing but numbness. After my family received information of my fathers passing, we all broke down a cried together for a couple of hour until we went own ways to grieving with me doing the same thing I am doing know.  While my grandma (Mimi) on the other side of the house grieving for the lost of her son and no one to comfort her cause my pop died 8 year ago. My mum probably gave into exhaustion after crying her heart and eyes out for the man that she loves and Slade, 17 is down stairs will the music blasting on the tv, pasted out drunk. This is my family know , all isolated and grieving for the man that was the light and held as all together.

Bing!

I look  to the left and pick up my phone and the I have a message for best friend since first grad Shelby Lee. She probably got a ride from this new boy she has been seeing, Carta Nash who friends with Slade. Shelby knows my dad was sick but not how bad it was or that he died either.

Shelby: Hey bitch, PARTY  2nite!! I got a ride, be ready in 15!!

ME: Sure thing c u soon babe :)

Shelby: KK

I need this so bad , an escape to get me way from my house and all the memories of dad and family that I know is falling apart. To be any where rather than here and be numb even more with the help of alcohol and be to someone I am not for a while until I have to come back a face what happened in the last 24 hours. I get up go to my bathroom and quickly apply my make up just so its good enough to emphasise by brown eyes and high cheek bones. I pull my dark brown, almost black hair up into a high pony tail with piece fall around my face and neck. I look through my clothes and pull out a boob-tube thats lands where my shorts start and ties up around the back and its backless and some denim jean shorts . I look in the mirror and I don't look 15. Silently thanking my mums Italian genes for my dark feature, tan skin, size c breast and my dad gene that gave me height at 5’7 and a perfectly toned body. Slade and I look similar in some way he has black hair thats a little long and can tuck it being his ears but he got green eye from my dad. He is 6 foot, great tan and a lean but muscular build. I throw on over top a dark hoodie and track pants, so I will be able to slip out of the house really easy and some sandals.

Bing!

Shelby: Yo we here!!

ME: kk

With that I grab my phone, pop window open and climb down the side of our two story home, there ivy grown down the side that I use for a ladder. Once I hit the solid ground I realise this is the first time I have ever sunk out and for this time I can benign to forget get about the pain and be young and dumb.

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DAKOTA

Its Saturday night and I am bored to hell, laying on back on my bed throwing the foot up and the ceiling just repeat it over and over and not really thinking of much. The town of Burberry is the home for us know since we moved here at the start of the year for dads new job, for whatever he does. My father John Matthews has shipped us all way across the country with my mum Hayley, and my two older brothers Kane,19 and Creed, 18. My brother both as soon as they turn 18 signed up and joined the NAVY, I guess they have a calling for since they built like bloody tank at 6’2 and close to 200 pounds and ripped to perfection. I am similar in some way at 6 foot and 180 pounds, my body is lean but still muscular it's an athletes body. Where my brothers have blonde that they keep pretty short, I have more of a dark/dirty blonde almost brown that so long I have to push back to keep it out of my eyes. But all three of us has the Matthews trait with baby blue eye as well as blow the waist we got length and girth. Since we moved here and the school year was almost over my partner said I could start up in the school year as a junior at MAC public high school. Even though my partners are wealthy, I chose to go public cause it