Chapter one:

Riding through these familiar streets with tears in my eyes and blood dripping from my face. My black motorcycle roaring in my ears as the wind whipped my body. After all these years of struggle why was I now running away when all that time I was fearless? It seemed like all the weight of the world was on my shoulders crushing my body from within. With both my parents gone and now my younger brother, I was a shell of nothingness. I had nothing now, no one to hold onto, and no one to talk to. It felt like a gap in my heart that could never be filled. My black helmet shielding my face from the fierce cutting wind but somehow it couldn't shield the fact that I was alone. My hands glued to the handle bars with black leather gloves. I wore a black smooth leather long sleeve jumpsuit with a black leather chest jacket. My black hair whipping around uncontrollably as the bike sped up more and more. I didn't have a destination I was just riding to somewhere away from here. I dreaded the day we came here, me and my brother. This wasn't the first time that we had moved since our parents died. I was ten and my brother was but six.

I remember everything that happened in the three years we lived in this wretched place. All the pain started here. From the very first day we got here I knew something was wrong. Let me tell you the whole story. The story of the past three years. The story of all the blood, tears, and fear.

It was a Friday in August and Carson and I were on our way to our new home. Cameron our parent's friend drove us to our new home by boat. Cameron was an officer that looked after us while my mother was in the hospital so I guess he was our father figure. He has light brown hair with dark brown eyes. He wore a white shirt and dark blue jeans. Around his neck he wore a necklace with two wings pointing down with a cross in the middle. It was my mothers and she gave it to him the day she died. He was at the steering wheel smiling as his hair although cut short waved from the breeze. I had my black hair in a low ponytail and my brother had his hair cut short like Cameron's. My hair was split a little off the center so my hair was somewhat in my left eye. My hair was layered and it went down to the bottom of my shoulder blades. I wore a red T-shirt that said 'you know when you get something stuck under your shoe and can't get it off? You're like that.' in white lettering. I wore jean shorts and white sneakers. My brother wore a white shirt with a blue vest and jeans. He sat next to me looking at the water in awe. Carson has dark hair like mine but he had dark brown eyes where I had a crystal blue eye and a green one. They were different colors which I didn't get.

"Hey sis?" I heard my little brother's voice in my ears distracting me from my thoughts about the beautiful water glistening in the sunlight. I turned to him smiling but that soon changed as I saw his worried face.

"Carson?" I asked as I stared at his fearful face.

"What's that in the water?" Carson asked me in a faded voice.

I looked to where he was now pointing and there in the water was a body floating atop the water.

I gasped. "Cameron!" I yelled and pulled my eyes away from the dark floating ball of unconsciousness. Cameron turned away from the steering wheel and frowned as he saw my distorted face.

"Alice, what's?" He asked but his eyes widened as he saw the body floating in the water. Quickly Cameron turned the boat off and ran to the ramp closest to the body. Then he turned to me. "Alice, can you swim and get him on the boat?" Cameron asked me hastily. I nodded not exactly knowing what to say. "Ok get him and I'll get something to warm him." Cameron said. I took off my red shirt and shorts exposing my black bra and my red underwear that said 'Love' on the back. I jumped off the railing into the freezing water holding my breath as long as I could. I swam to him and wrapped my arms around his chest and swam as fast as I could back over to the boat. Cameron had me take swimming lessons when I was younger and I was almost always the fastest and won many competitions.

I lifted his limp body up to my brother "Take him!" I ordered. He tugged him on board. I jumped back up onto the boat as my brother laid this guy out on the deck. I starred at the lying ball of water and I realized he was really handsome. I ran over to him luckily not slipping and falling on my ass. I knelt down on my knees and put my head to his chest. His heartbeat was fading and his lungs weren't moving. Cameron got back and knelt down beside me. He put his head to the boy's chest. I watched as Cameron used "The Kiss of Life" on the guy laying before me. A few times Cameron repeated this action and at the same time my heart beat knocked hard in my chest. I could feel another heart beat, not mine. It seemed as though my heart was beating with that of the man, like our hearts were beating in unison. As the beats continued at the same rate my heart calmed down and the guy coughed up water and Cameron smiled at me. Cameron put the towel around the guy's shoulders to warm him. The guy in front of me sat up and fell on top of me his face on my chest. I blushed and as he opened his eyes I pushed him off yelling; "PERVERT!!!" I looked up at Cameron who had stood up and was now laughing.

He sat up and glared at me. "Damnit girl!" He said. I blushed and all the anger and embarrassment faded away. He closed his blue eyes and put his hand over his face as the other held himself up. He had dark short cut hair like Cameron's and Carson's but a little longer that it brushed over his eyes.

"What's wrong with you!?" I snapped almost automatically. "We just saved your life!" I said sitting up with my hands on my thighs in fists.

He shot me a glance that could only be described as a glare. "Watch your tongue girl!" He said.

"Ya know I do have a name! It's Alice!" I snapped angrily then I realized that Cameron probably took Carson inside the cargo space to help find some stuff.

"Ok, Alice." He said hesitating at my name. "Where am I?" He asked.

"You're about a day away from the city." I said calming down a bit.

"God, I was knocked out that long?" He asked himself shaking his head then I saw a huge patch of red blood on the side of his neck.

I stood up and sighed. I knew I'd have to take care of this guy. Cameron never liked stranglers and I would definitely NOT let Carson anywhere close to this guy. "C'mon, let's get you cleaned up; we have a day until we get to the city. When we get there you're off." I said stubbornly but tried to hide it behind courtesy as I lend my hand to him. He starred at it a while then slapped it away making a red mark on the top. "What the Hell!" I said rubbing my hand. "I'm just trying to be nice!" I yelled.

"Well don't!" He said almost automatically as he shot me a deathly glare. I gasped and grabbed his arm. I pulled him up and dragged him inside the boat as he tugged away and cursed. Luckily he was weak from all that floating he did so I was able to drag him inside easily, but it seemed as though he was trying to help get me there because the weight became less heavy and easy to manage. It was like he was walking on his own. I dragged him into the bathroom and locked the door. "What the hell!?" He yelled. Turning glaring at the lock glinting in the light.

"If you like it or not, you're stuck with us for a day, and I suggest that if you don't want to be floating out in that water again you better listen to me." I said as I stepped toward the sink with a white cloth. I turned the water on a little warm and then left it in the sink as I walked to this guy. "What's your name?" I asked as I started undoing his black torn shirt. He seemed to calm down from his angered personality down to a more reasonable level.

"My name's Jake Tavares. Well actually it's Jacob but I prefer Jake." He said as I worked on his shirt. I felt his gaze on me. Although he wasn't that tall he was about three inches taller than me.

"So," I began as I pulled off his shirt from his color down. I tossed it to the side and grabbed the warm wet cloth. I started to wipe off the blood and I realized that he wasn't hurt that badly just a few minor scratches and I sighed in relief to myself. "What happened?" I asked as kept wiping.

"It's nothing." He said as he turned his head to the side stubbornly. For a second as I glanced up at him I thought I could see a tint of red in his face but when I looked back his face was as normal as day. As I wiped I realized that I was starring and I blushed like crazy looking down and trying to concentrate on the wounds to make the heat go down. But that didn't work because I felt his gaze on me and froze as I felt his hand on my wet head which made the heat intensify. I looked up at him and his blue eyes burrowed into mine as I stood in front of him.

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