Prologue :

My name is Vivian and right now I'm literally standing between life and death and trying to make up my mind to stay or go.

In the bed across from mine, I can hear my little cousin Elinor crying. She's hurt almost as bad as me, worse probably because hers wasn't accidental. I know there are mental scars on that sweet soul that may take a life time to heal.

Thankfully I also know she has someone that's going to help her. Green eyes, behind huge dork glasses squeeze shut as, in a voice higher and lighter than his brothers, he tells her he's going to protect her, and the rest of us. That he's sorry she was hurt and that it will NEVER happen again.

I hear plaster crumble from the wall on my side of the room and turn to face one of my reasons for staying. Having just punched out the wall, He hovers near me, my body, not saying anything but practically begging me with those so blue eyes of his to not go, to please, PLEASE wake up.

But I cant come back just yet, I head up to the roof and see my older sister, my rock, Lisa. Sitting there her own green eyes tired and puffy from tear she'd never let the rest of us girls see, as she leans against the person that can infuriate her ice cold anger faster than anyone, but is also swiftly becoming her rock. She laughs softly as she tells him an old tale of our child hood, that he had the same name as one of the pets we shared with a friend. His own emerald eyes stare down at her in shock I don't understand, but haven't the time at the moment before I move on.

Finally I head back to the apartment, My other cousin, the other half of the twins, Gabriella, trying desperately to stifle her tears with her pillow. She and Eli lost their folks too, we were all raised by our aunt Angel. She lost her folks, then the man she thought she loved abandoned her. She found someone else she thought she could love, but then chaos hit. Now My self and her own twin could be dying, and she could be about to loose everything again, and so she cries for what she has and may yet loose, while the baby blue eyes of the person she gave her heart to.. watch her from the shadows, waiting for her to calm down enough so he can tell her the truth.

I see all of this in a few moments and then I'm back to my choice, live or die, sink or swim, chaos or peace, My self... Or him.

Now all I have to do.. is decide.

But before I do that, I have to say what happened, even if its only to the air.

Then maybe I can choose.

So.. let me tell the story...