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Chapter 1 Now, I’m sure everyone’s wondering why I am being questioned by the police and who this man is that they’re after. As much as I’d like to say it’s a simple story, I can’t. But I’ll start from the beginning either way. It was about four months ago and I was just returning home from boarding school. Honestly, it was all because of a stupid choice I made not to go directly home after I got back in town. It was like any other day in this dictator ruled world: cold, rainy, cloudy, and foggy. To most people, a day like this would be considered depressing. To me on the other hand, it was an enj

I was sitting in my hotel room staring out the window as snowflakes floated down from the dismal gray clouds high above. I watched them settle on the window sill like delicate white feathers, but my mind was far away, back in San Diego. For months Dahvie had been... distant. He wouldn't talk about what was bothering him and he had even started to avoid me. It felt like he had went from my best friend to a total stranger, and I had no idea what I had done wrong. Then, about two weeks ago, he had snapped at me when I tried to ask if he was okay. I knew he was drunk, and tried to forget about it, but a few days later it happened again, and this

It had been a long day. We had just finished day one of the photo shoots for Bad Blood and I wanted nothing more than to sleep for the next three years. I had left Jayy and the others downstairs doing shots and crawled into bed. Around four-thirty in the morning the sound of my bedroom door creaking drew me partially out of my dreams. I was facing away from the door, so I didn't know who had entered until I heard a cough. "Dah-" hiccup "-vie," I curled up into my blankets, not wanting to wake up. "Dahves, are you awake?" With a sigh I rolled over. "I am now." I muttered, rubbing my eyes. Jayy was standing in the doorway with an almost-empty b

   As I sat there across from my father, waiting for him to say something - anything - my mind was running wild. For seventeen years I had planned what I would say in this moment; all the questions I had always wanted answered, the feelings of betrayal, anger, sadness and confusion i wanted him to see. I wanted him to see what his leaving did to me, how much it hurt me. I wanted him to tell me why. Why had he left? Why did he promise me the world, only to take it with him when he tore our family apart?   But now that he was here, all those plans had failed me, and I was left with nothing. I was scared to know the truth. I wasn't ready to hea

I could feel the tension in the room. The moment Jayy's mother had seen who was at the door she went cold. "Get. Out." Jayy's father looked past his son and say Delia for the first time. "Delia, you look great." She looked disgusted. "Can't say the same for you." He shrugged, looking down at his boots. "Seventeen years can take it's toll, I suppose." "Why are you here, Steven?" Jayy's mother demanded. Jayy just stood there between them looking lost. I wanted to go to him. "I wanted to see my son." Steven said simply. "How did you find me?" Jayy asked. His father sighed tiredly. "Can I come inside? Then maybe we can talk a bit more comfortably

I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror staring at my reflection. My heart was fluttering. I could hear Haley, mom and Bryce talking in the kitchen. Taking one slow breath after another I tried to calm my pulse. I was so concentrated on not fainting that I didn't even hear Dahvie until he opened the door and came up beside me. He put a hand on my shoulder. "Hey, you okay?" I swallowed hard. "Not really." For a moment Dahvie's eyes flickered away. "Are you... Having second thoughts?" "No," I said quickly. "No, it's not that, it's just... I don't know how they're going to react. I'm so nervous." Dahvie rubbed my back. "I know, me too. Bu

* BEFORE YOU READ THIS READ PART ONE; "WHERE'S MY WONDERLAND?" LINK IN DESCRIPTION * I couldn't believe it had already been two years. Looking back it felt like just yesterday when Dahvie and Chess had showed up on my doorstep after failing to let me go. Now I couldn't imagine my life without them. Over the past two years the strong feelings between Dahvie and I had developed into a steady relationship. We had spent a month or so just being friends, but it was obvious to everyone around us that it wouldn't stay that way for long. By the time July had ended we had started dating, and it really had only gotten better from there on in. Haley an