What I Saw and How I Lied
To start off I do not own any of the characters. They all belong to the awesome author .So here is chapter one. Hope you like it. This is more like a prologue. To get to where my story leads up to. Do not copy! I used some things the writer had in the book to make it more real. Hope you like it.
CHAPTER 1
It's been two months since that terrible day. I try to forget it like Joe and Beverly, but I can't. I wouldn't. It wouldn't go away. Every night I dream. It's always of him, Peter Coleridge. The man I met that summer and fell deeply in love with. I thought he was perfect, with his movie star looks. His golden hair, his eyes and lips that could keep me hypnotized for so long. But I guess no one can be perfect, can they. I learned that the hard way.
Everything seemed to unravel when Peter's body was discovered. I found out he had lied to me many times. For one his daddy wasn't rich. He was a fisherman. And another was when he told me his friend had let him stay at that house. He didn't know those people. He had snuck in, but not on his own. This brings me to the worst lie of all. He had had help from Beverly; I couldn't even call her mom anymore. She didn't deserve that title. Not from me they had used me.
Both of them. Beverly pretended to be a chaperone on my dates with Peter. But it turns out that I was their chaperone, and they were the one's one those dates, not me. They had made it seem like Peter liked me just so he could be around, and so Joe wouldn't think anything of it. It worked. Joe thought Peter was only after me, and so did I. it hurts everyday thinking about how Beverly took away the first guy I ever loved.
I know that Beverly and Joe killed him. How? I have no clue. I wasn't there with them on that boat. I hadn't wanted Peter go that day. Just looking at that water I had fears. I had this feeling that something wasn't right. That something horrible was going to happen. I didn't worry about Bev and or Joe. I was worried about Peter. But he had convinced me not to. He had convinced me that maybe they all needed this. To talk things through, maybe things will be fine.
That maybe if they talked things through Beverly and Joe would be okay with me and peter being together. But my fear hadn't completely gone away. Even as they had begun to drift away and Peter had yelled out a promise that he hadn't realized he would break. Or maybe he did. "We'll be back, Evie!"He had shouted his promise, "we'll be back!" I had seen the fear in his eyes even as he shouted those words. If only I had paid more attention. He wasn't going to come back, and he knew it.
Now I know all these things. I can see them if I look back. I see all the clues that gave away all his lies. But the crazy thing is I still love him. I still think he's my whole world. I still cry when I'm alone and I think about him. About us, about that last night before he was gone. I know he realized it in the end when it was too late, that he loved me. On that morning when he had come over to say goodbye, I knew he wanted to tell me most of all.
I miss him every day. Now Beverly and Joe are always trying to sweeten up to me. Getting me whatever they think I want. Clothes, jewelry, but I don't want any of that. What I want they can't give me, and they know that but they keep trying and trying. I don't even talk to them if I can help it. I'm now usually found at Mrs. Grayson's apartment with her.