To everyone,

I have to leave. Life is getting way to hectic to stay in Toronto. The thing is, I have no idea what I am doing with my life.I can't tell you where I am going, because even I don't know. Maybe I'll see one of you again one day.

From, Ellie

That pathetic letter was the last thing any of my friends heard from me. There was no way I would be able to tell any of them to their faces. It has been one year since then, and I have finally settled in to my new life in the smallest town in Nova Scotia. Annapolis Royal is incredibly different from Toronto, with a population of four hundred forty-six, everyone knows everyone.

I have a full time job as a writer for The Annapolis Spectator, it accepted me even though I had only one year of collage to put on my application. Every one of my days follows the same pattern; get up, lock up my tiny apartment right near the coast, pick up coffee at Greg's Diner, get to work, leave work, eat dinner at Greg's, go home, sleep. This pattern has never been broken since the day I got here. I didn't plan for it to change today, but nothing stays the same for too long.

I pulled up to my regular seat at the counter, and ordered my regular. Coffee. Black. At this point in my day, I wasn't expecting anything out of the ordinary.

Then a tall, average sized man in his early twenties sat on the stool next to me an ordered a coffee. Now this was out of the ordinary, usually, I could get my coffee and leave before anyone else even entered the diner, just me and Greg. I mean, who the heck gets up at five in the morning just to get a cup of coffee besides me!? I stared at him from the corner of my eye, I knew everyone in this town, who was this guy? He had a frayed maroon hat on that covered his light brown hair and was wearing a faded grey T-shirt. He was attractive, I would give him that.

"So what are you doing up this early? I've only been here a few days, but I know that no one has to be at work till eight in this town." He had a calm voice. "I myself am a fisherman; you have to be up early to catch the good fish." He was only telling me this so that I would trust him.

"Avoiding conversation." I said simply and continued to sip my coffee. He laughed at this, and took his coffee from Greg.

"Well then, guess I'll be going." He said as he stood up from his spot on the stool; the bell on the door rung as he walked out.

For the rest of the day I could not get him out of my head. He had disrupted my cycle.

"Hey, what's up with you?" Kristen, I suppose I could call her my only friend in this town, asked. This girl could give anyone a heart attack, she just pops out of nowhere in a second without any warning. She has natural bleach blond hair, and is always wriggling her way into any bit of gossip she could get. Needless to say, she's really good at her job.

"It's nothing." I said as I closed the webpage I was looking at and gave her a reassuring smile.

" Are you sure about that? You seem a little out of it." She said as she sat on the edge of my desk.

"Just a new guy in town….." I said slowly, slightly looking away.

"Yes! Finally some drama around this town sleepy old town! Do you know how hard it is for gossip columnist in a town of under five-hundred people?"

"Yea, well I'll let you know if I find any juicy secrets about him."

"You better." She said then hopped off to her own desk. She is such a city girl, but could only afford the dirt cheap apartments here.

After work I went down to the docks to see if I could find anything out about this newcomer.

"Looking for me?" My heart stopped when I heard a deep voice behind me and I turned around to see the just guy I had been looking for.

"Name's Jarrett Hadley, we met at the diner." He said this then extended his hand.

"Ellie Nash." I responded as I accepted his greeting. There was something odd about this guy. Something about him made him different from all the other guys I had ever met. You could see it staring at from his eyes, but it was well disguised and hidden. Something Sooner or later I would find out if that something was a good thing or bad.

A few weeks went by, and I slowly started to slip Jarrett into my pattern. It started where we just met at the diner, then his house, then mine. He wasn't the first guy I felt I could trust completely, but he was the first guy I was sure would never leave me . I then moved into his house, seeing as it was larger than mine. I still couldn't figure out what his something was, but soon enough I forgot about it. I had fallen for him, hard. The only bad thing I found about Jarrett was that he drank, but only a little.

Jarrett definitely settled into this small town life much faster than I did. Everyone immediately liked him, he had this great personality that disabled you from disliking him. It was just one of his many wonderful qualities.

It was almost one in the morning when Jarrett got home from a night out with a few of his friends at the local bar. Knowing the bartender was helpful, I could easily find out if he was cheating on me, but Jarrett would never do a thing like that to me. I just finished proofing my newest article when he stumbled through our front door.

"Hey Ellllll……..could you help me to the bathroom?" he said as he leaned against the door for support. I got up from my spot on our worn couch and help into the small bathroom next to the bedroom.

"You know, you really should stop drinking. I –" I was cut off by the harsh sting of his hand as he slapped me across the face.

"Don't y-you ever t-tell me whadd I sh-should do in my own house, I'll do what I want!" he slurred and went into the bedroom.

Okay, not exactly the reaction I was expecting. I finally fell off that t cloud I had been on since I moved in with him. I think I finally think I found out what that somethingwas that he was disguising so well in his eyes. It was anger, hate, and out of control temper. This was not good.

Let's go down the list shall we; I had been the cover up girl to Marco, the second best to Sean, the friend to Craig, and I was a few months of entertainment to Jesse. As you can see the track record I have with guys is one bumpy road, but I never expected this type of bump. I mean, sure, I should have seen it coming. The whole universe just wants me to experience every type of crappy relationship out there.

A/N: Sorry I haven't written in a while, school is just one of those annoying things that are always getting the way from what's really important. Anyway Pure Addiction is going to be on a hiatus for a while, I just had to type this new idea out and this is where it led me.