Jaden, when he was born. He was born right into a rich family, his  mother a pretty well known doctor, father a very well-known businessman, who was gone so often that he missed most of Jaden's childhood.

Jaden being born a mixed-race, half black and half white, as a child had been raised around smoking and drugs. As he grew older he just got into it, his mother's side of the family was well known for there drug addictions.

Which that also attracted many girls, never the good kind. the 'Instagram model' type, though there were people like that with good personalities the ones her attracted were there for his looks and his body.

It wasn't a lie, he was very attractive. He had a very sharp defined jawline, bright hazel eyes. Soft dark, thick black curls that slightly fell on his forehead, his muscular build. He was perfect in everyone's eyes.

Yet, he was battling with his own inner thoughts.

Jaden was one to use people, he often used girls, but it wasn't on an everyday basis, it was when he got drunk and he was looking for a fun time and they gave him the opportunity and he took it.

that's what he told himself to make it seem okay, even after the many hearts he had broken.

"I fucking loved you" they told him,

" I gave you my fucking heart"

anger and rage laced in there voices.but did he care? no.

he was heartless like that, he was just like his father and he didn't care.

his father, yes the man that impregnated his mother and said he would "help raise the kid" but just used business as his excuse for not being there, Jaden barely remembered any memories that he had with his father.

His mother on the other hand, did care a lot about him, she did work a lot but always had time for him. but he inherited the horrible trait his father had of distance.

Jaden pushed his mother away, a lot hurting her and often hurting himself.

his mother once had to walk in on her son's unconscious body on the floor, finding out in the worse way possible that her son was doing drugs.

she tried to help, she took away every drug she found in his room, she even tried grounding him, but it was too late, he was hooked, doing anything to get more, to feel nothing.

that's all he wanted, to be emotionless, which just made him unhappy with his life and everything in it.

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a/n: hi, hopefully you guys are enjoying the story so far? anyways little disclaimer, this story will get more and more drug related and violent, please if you can't handle that, you do not have to read this story.

I love you all so much, please ddon't do any of the things spoken about in this book, I love you all way too much to loose you.