He was a Dark, I was a Pure. He had too many tattoos, I had too many expectations. He didn't care about the rules and well, I did. He fell in love with me, I fell in love with him. Our love was illicit, it was against the law, against the rules. But this isn't a story about how our illicit love was forbidden, this story is about how our illicit love drove us apart and in certain circumstances, kept us together. **Please do not copy this story! I came up with this plot on my own and it is original! If you do copy, I will hunt you down!**