WOAH WHAT? IM BACK. Why yes, I am. & I'm excited to be back.
I know, I have been a really bad updater lately,and my stories are sucking.
But thats going to change...Starting now :D . Heres a new story.

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P.S The prologue is the same chapter. soo. yeah.


-Save Me From My Despair-

I guess you could call life a living hell for me, but its been so much more than that. People don't understand that in order to get to the better you have to be dragged through the worst, Which has most definitely happened to me. You know what instead of me sitting here and trying to make a long story short, I think I rather just tell you the long part.


"Are we almost there yet?" Candice groaned while waiting to get a reply from her mom.

"Yes, Candice, now stop asking,"

Candice rolled her eyes and Maryse sighed, both of them just wanting to get out of that car. Luckily for them, they finally arrived ten minutes later. They pulled into a long driveway with a gate.

"What, is he rich?" Candice asked sarcastically, but Sarah – her mother – nodded her head and smiled.

"This is going to be perfect," Maryse added, smiling because she was already in her element.

Candice looked out the window and awaited their arrival. She knew Maryse was okay with the move, only because she was used to being rich. As for Candice and Sarah, they were not. As a matter of fact, Candice didn't want to be rich, either. Just like that, a memory interrupted her thoughts. It was a week ago …

"Candice, are you seriously going to wear that?"

Candice looked at her reflection in the mirror and turned around, huffing at her best friend. "And what exactly is wrong with what I'm wearing?" She asked, placing her hands on her hips.

"Oh, vous les Americans ne savent rien sur la mode, je le jure," Maryse said in her native tongue.

Candice playfully rolled her eyes, knowing that whatever her friend said, she was just kidding. "Maryse, I have no idea what you just said, but I'm not taking offense to it,"

The blonde giggled and stood up. "Come on, if you want to find the right homecoming dress then we need to shop now."

"Do we really? You know I hate shopping," Candice groaned.

Maryse opened her mouth to reply, but, as if on cue, Candice's mother called up the stairs. "Candice, Maryse, come down, please."

The two girls exchanged a curious look as they began to walk down the stairs. Once they reached the kitchen where Sarah was cooking, they sat down at the counter and waited for Candice's mother to speak.

"Good news and bad news. Which would you like to hear first?" Sarah asked, knowing Candice would always choose the bad news first.

"Bad news," The two girls both chorused together. Sarah slightly smiled towards them and began to tell them what would change their lives forever.

She took a deep breath. "As you are aware, I have been dating John and we've gotten really serious as of late, and well … he proposed," Although Sarah smiled at that, she knew that wasn't the bad part.

"Sarah, how is that bad? That's amazing!" Maryse smiled.

"Yeah, mom, really, how is that bad?" Candice looked at her mother, keeping in her excitement.

"Well … we've decided that its best if we move in together," Her daughter smiled a little.

"That's good, at least …" Candice started, but was caught off as Sarah quickly blurted out …

"Candice, we're moving to Colorado."

Candice and Maryse both fell silent as the brunette gave her mother a blank stare. "You're kidding, right? I mean, Colorado, come on, mom," She could feel the water works coming. She had everything in Milwaukee; her life was just getting better.

"No, honey, I'm sorry, but I'm serious. A fresh start is exactly what we need," Sarah felt for her, but she was right. Things would get so much better.

"Mom, please don't make me go," Candice was pleading as Maryse just stayed silent, trying not to cry.

"Candice, no … now for the good news," Sarah said, smiling some, hoping to lighten up the mood. "Maryse, I talked to your mom. She said that you can come, but your grades have to be good and no getting …" Sarah started, but was cut off by Maryse.

"Thank you so much, Sarah! I promise I'll be the best! Thank you, thank you!" Maryse squealed along with Candice. Sarah smiled.

Candice was only pretending to be excited, though. She really didn't want to go.

Candice snapped back to reality when she heard Maryse.

"Holy freaking shit …"

So much for not cussing, Candice thought while her mother laughed and shook her head at the blonde. Candice was about to ask Maryse what was wrong until she saw for herself. The house was huge and not to mention beautiful. It was at least four stories, which meant her room was going to be huge. The interior of the house was white and black, as well as several large windows, with a warm, welcoming comfort. She smiled, but couldn't help but wonder why a single, lonely man would buy a house like that.


"Dad, I think Sarah is here."

John looked out of one of the houses' many windows and watched as a truck pulled in. John Sr. opened the door and looked at him. "Come on, son, it would be rude to make them wait outside, wouldn't it?"

Them … what does he mean by them, John couldn't help but wonder. He looked over to his father who only smirked and walked outside. He quickly followed after him. Once they made it near Sarah's car, John finally figured out what his father meant. There were three of them. Two beautiful teenage girls stepped out of the car, and John couldn't help but check them out. They were more than likely his age, which meant they would be in the same grade. He smiled as he waited to introduce himself.

Candice looked at her mom in horror as she got out. She quickly walked over to her and, before she got the chance to ask anything, her mother already answered her question.

"Yes, that's his son and no, I didn't tell you. I didn't, because I knew you would be annoyed, which would make you not want to come any more than already. He's a nice boy, Candice, so don't be rude. And that goes for you, too, Maryse. You got it?"

Candice sighed and nodded at her mother. She walked back to where Maryse was standing and filled her in. Maryse didn't mind, it would be nice having somewhat of a brother around. Once they reached the two men, all three of them smiled, but Sarah acted first.

"Hey, babe, I missed you so much."

John smiled at her and they kissed. As if all three kids read each other's mind, they all groaned and somehow managed to say "get a room" at the same time, which made them all laugh. Sarah turned to J – a nickname for Cena Jr. – and smiled.

"Hey, J, I missed you, too.

John smiled at her and pulled her into a hug, as well. The past year she had been a mom to him and he loved her like his own mother, too. As they pulled apart, Candice walked up to her mom's boyfriend and hugged him.

"Hey, C …"

"Hey, John, Candice smiled and backed up. John looked a little hurt by that action.

"What, no handshake?"

Candice giggled and walked back up as they did this crazy, ridiculous handshake. He was probably one of the only men she approved of for her mother. J looked at them and shook his head, smiling. His father sure was crazy.

"Ah, Frenchy, looks like I can't get away from you, either."

Maryse laughed at John's playful remark. "Oh, John, vous et votre sens de la mode horribles devriez être heureux que je suis ici."

"English, Maryse, English."

Maryse smiled and shooed him with her hand. Moving on from their little play argument, Sarah turned to John's son.

"J, this is my daughter, Candice, and my might-as-well-be-daughter, Maryse."

Both girls smiled and stuck out their hands, which he shook. He looked at both and realized that the two were to be the sisters he never had.

"Hey, I'm John, but you can call me J."

Candice looked at him and smiled as Maryse looked between the two men.

"Oh, God, two Johns … that means twice the nous aide."

John and Candice laughed, but Candice's was more sarcastic.

"Maryse, your ego is probably bigger than the both of theirs combined," It was Sarah's turn to laugh.

"Got a point there, well anyway, let's go inside and start unpacking."

They all walked in as Candice and Maryse took a second to look around the house in awe. It was more beautiful than the outside. John showed them their room, which was right next to each other and they soon had everything inside and organized.


Maryse looked around the inside of her room and was happy, but she had a feeling that she needed to go check on Candice. She made her way to Candice's room and didn't even both to knock. When she walked inside, she saw her friend lying in her bed.

"You okay, you look pissed?"

Candice looked at her and gave her a sad smile, replying only loud enough to where her best friend could hear. "I just want to go back home. I miss everyone already and i just have this feeling in the pit of my stomach, and it's not a good one, either,"

She sighed almost as if she was in a dramatic movie. Maryse couldn't agree with Candice more, though. Believe it or not, she felt awkward, too, and she missed her friends and family.

"It is okay, Candice. Life is going to be so much better. Just think of all the good things that will happen to us," Maryse tried to comfort her friend, but something inside of her made her feel like that wasn't the truth. Candice felt it, too. It didn't have anything to do with John or J, but something else, and they just couldn't put their finger on it.


Ah, what ? new story. HELL YEAH. Well This is the re-write for shattered hearts, as most of you should know. But I'm slowly but surely getting back into writing, and I'm sorry that this chapter is a little rocky and not as long as most of my chapters. Its short but sweet right ? I hope so. Well anyway.. I hope you enjoyed. Don't forget to review. I want everyone's opinions and suggestions.

xCourtney.