A/N: So this is my new story. I hope you all love this one. I have written up to chapter 9 long hand and decided that maybe you all should get in on it. I hope you all love this. Enjoy! Read and Review.

Lockport, Illinois was the last place for me. I could have gone back to Ashville, but I didn't want to see my brother. He could be a pain in the ass sometimes with his girlfriend now living with him. I really didn't want to see him. He always tried to tell me what to do.

Adam had always been controlling. I guess he felt like he had to. After dad took off, he was the head of the house. I think that is why I hate him so much. He tried to be my father when clearly he was my very annoying twin brother.

"Amila?" Crap. I forgot about Phil. I put on a smile as I turned around.

"Hi Phil," I said giving him a small hug.

"I can't believe you are here. Why are you here?" He asked once he pulled away from me.

"Well, I wanted to get away from life." I said with a sigh and added in a lower voice, "That's not gonna happen."

"I'll leave you to alone then," Phil said sadly turning his back to me walking away.

I put my palm to my forehead and sighed. This wasn't suppose to happen. I moved my hand and looked at Phil's receeding form. I walked a little fater to catch him. I grabbed him by the arm making him stop and turn around.

"Ok, I'm sorry Phil. I had an argument with Adam and Randy today. I didn't mean to take it out on you." I let his arm go and stared into his hazel eyes.

"I get that, since I was in your past. I should leave you alone." he closed his eyes, but opened them when I grabbed his hand.

"I wanted to see you, I think you are the best thing that has happened to me all day." I smiled.

"Do you want to get something to eat?"

"Sure, maybe we can talk."

We walked in silence down the street. We walked closely together, bumping into each other. Phil stopped and opened a nearby door and waited for me to go in first. I walked in and went to go in first. I walked in and went to a nearby table and sat down. Phil took his seat in front of me.

"What happened to you and Randy?"

"We got into another argument." I said taking a sip of the water the waitress had brought over.

"So you said, What was it about?"

"Me quiting. I'm tired of being on the team, but not being heard. Randy said to forget about it and do my job. I just want to be heard, you know?" I sighed andt leaned on the table.

Phil grabbed my hand for a moment. I moved it shortly there after. This wasn't suppose to happen. Phil was my past. Randy was my future, right? Phil wasn't suppose to be my future. When the waitress came back we ordered our food.

"Amila, what were you trying to do, but coming here?"

"This was the only safe place I knew and felt comfortable with."

"Is Randy hurting you?" Phil asked clenching his jaw.

"I don't want to talk about it." I whispered as our food was brought out to us.

"Amila, if he is hurting you, it is ok to tell someone."

"Next topic, please." I closed my eyes and sighed before I contunied. "How have you been doing?"

"Considering I live alone and like it that way. Its been good."

We sat in silence for a little bit eating our food. Phil kept his gaze at his eggs. I caught him staring at me one time and he blushed before looking away. His gaze was back on his plate when I put my fork down and looked at him.

"What is so intresting?"

"You," he whispered.

"Ok," I put my hands in my lap and stared at the man sitting in front of me. "I get that you still have feelings for me. I still have feelings for you." I watched as his face lit up like a little kid on christmas. "However," his face fell just a little. "I am with Randy. I know that we fight a lot, but I like him and he likes me. I think that it would be for the best if we don't see or talk to each other again." I got up out of my seat and walked over to him. I kissed him on the cheek before I whispered in his ear. "Good bye Phil." I turned and walked out of the bulding not looking back at the heart broken man. I walked away in silence as a single tear fell down my face.

A/N: There it is, the first chapter. With many more to come. I hope all you Punkers like it. It will get better, I promise. Let me know what you think...leave a review for me. I love to read them. Until next time...

Mandy