So, this is my new story, I decided I wanted to right something a bit more heavy. I really really hope you guys like this one, please tell me what you think! I'm still going to update One Death a lot don't worry. Enjoy!

Chapter One

Loren was on her way to her first session in a 'loss support group', her best friend Mel had convinced Loren to finally deal with the loss of her mother Nora. Loren instantly felt uncomfortable when she walked into the small room, about eight other people were there and they all turned their head when Loren walked in. Loren was the youngest in the room which didn't put her at ease. Loren felt judged by the gases of the strangers.

"Hi... I- I'm Loren." Loren said in a little voice. A woman smiled at her and stood up.

"Hello, welcome to the group." The women said "I'm Stacy, I take care of our group." she added as she shook Loren's hand. Loren smiled weakly as she still felt uncomfortable. Stacy told her to take a seat, Loren did.

All the strangers were still looking at her except for a dark haired woman who was looking down at her feet. Shaking her head every few seconds. Loren thought this woman was strange but remembered this was a support group for people who had lost someone.

"So, since Loren is new here maybe somebody would care to show her the give the right example and share first?" Stacy asked, she looked around the room questioning.

"I will." The women with the dark head who Loren had found strange said in a loud, clear voice. A voice Loren wouldn't expect she would have.

Loren had to contain herself not to cry. The story of the dark haired woman had been so sad, she had lot her daughter and husband when people had tried to rob her house. The burglars broke in when she wasn't home, when the woman who's name was Holly came home she had seen her husband dead on the floor and her daughter was nowhere to be found. This had happened two years ago and the police had stopped searching for Holly's daughter after a few weeks. Holly's daughter who was called Jenny had been eleven when she had gone missing.

Stacy said some comforting words to Holly who just nodded in response. Holly hadn't cried while telling her story, but somehow the Stacy's words had seemed to trigger something in her since a single tear was now rolling down her cheek.

"Hi, I'm sorry, I'm late." Loren turned her head when she heard a male voice from behind her, along with the sound of a door opening.

"It's okay, Eddie, just try to not let it happen again." Stacy replied as Eddie closed the door behind him and gave Stacy a grateful smile.

"I won't." Eddie answered as he sat down next to a pretty brunette girl who was staring at him. "What?" Eddie asked with a chuckle.

"You're Eddie Duran." Loren stated.

A smile appeared on Eddie's face, this girl was young. Well, at least younger than most of the people in the group, more of his age. And she was beautiful, Eddie needed to know why she was in here. Who she had lost.

"In here he's just a regular guy named Eddie." Stacy said before Eddie could reply. The remark made Loren's cheeks turn pink, she had been a huge fan of Eddie Duran ever since he had released his first album and she knew exactly why he was here. To deal with the loss of his mother, Katy Duran.

"Yes of course... I'm so sorry." Loren quickly apologized.

"Don't be." Eddie replied. Loren looked at Eddie who was even more gorgeous in person and her cheeks turned pink again, she smiled and nodded at Eddie.

"Eddie, this is Loren, she is new." Stacy said, turning Eddie's attention away from the brunette girl briefly before Eddie realized Stacy was talking about Loren. Yes, the name suited her perfectly.

"Hi." Eddie just said before Stacy took charge of the conversation again.

"It is Loren's turn to share, for the first time." Stacy said, turning her attention from Eddie to Loren. "Care to tell us your story?" she added. Loren nodded and swallowed.

"Yes... I'm just not really sure how to start." Loren answered awkwardly.

"Just start at the beginning." Eddie interrupted with a smile.

"Eddie, thank you that you are trying to help, but it's not necessary." Stacy replied with a warm smile. Eddie's smile didn't fade, he winked at Loren, motioning for her to continue.

"Well, I guess I have to tell you... I lost my mother... A few months ago." Loren began. "She... She had a boyfriend... Don. He had money issues." Loren swallowed hard. "Somehow my mom go caught up in all of it. Don had borrowed a lot of money from a guy, he couldn't pay him back. One night, I got a call from Don, he couldn't reach my mom and he sounded worried." Loren fought back the tears. "I knew something was wrong instantly so I rushed home. My mom wasn't home, I called her a lot of times but she didn't pick up. I called the police, after a while I got a call from them. They had found a woman... Matching my mother's description. It was her, she had been shot earlier that night." A tear escaped from Loren's eye. She shook her head, as a gesture that she was done talking. Loren felt a comforting hand on her back. She slightly turned her head to see who's hand it was. it was Eddie's.

The session was over. Stacy took out some paper cups and put them on a table in the corner of the room. Loren noticed there was a pot of thee on it and something that she was sure was lemonade. Loren noticed her throat was dry so she was thankful that there was something to drink in the room. She walked over to the table, she couldn't believe that all of the people inside of this room knew her story. The story that no one knew. Mel didn't even know the whole story. Loren poured hot tea into a paper cup she took a sip.

"We didn't really get a chance to talk." A voice that Loren recognized as Eddie's said from behind her. Loren spun around to see Eddie standing there.

"No... We didn't." Loren replied as a little smile flashed across her face. Loren didn't remember what her smile looked like, since she hadn't smiled much after her mother died.

When Nora had died Loren's father, Trent, had moved into Loren's house to take care of Loren. Something that Loren hated. Trent always talked to her like she was a burden. Loren felt like she was a burden to the world.

Eddie looked at the girl in front of him. He had noticed her beautiful smile, the moment the smile appeared it seemed to scare Loren and the smile quickly faded. Eddie understood her pain, the way her mother was taken from her was cruel. No one should have to go through that. But the saddest thing was that Loren wouldn't show her smile. Her mother couldn't be the reason for that. Eddie didn't know how he knew it, but he did.

"So what more is there to your story?" Eddie asked he narrowed his eyes a bit.

Loren sighed and shrugged. "Not much to tell." she lied.

"It's okay, you can tell me whenever your ready." Eddie replied. Loren stiffened and then nodded.

"Why are you being so sweet to me?" She asked before she knew what she was saying.

"Because you deserve it." Eddie answered, he slightly touched her shoulder.

Eddie noticed Loren flinched when he lifted up his hand. This caused Loren's cup of hot tea to slip out of her hand. The tea fell over Eddie.

"Oh my God!" Loren yelled. Eddie had a tight smile on his face as an expression of pain took over his face.

The tea started to burn Eddie's skin through his shirt. In a split second he decided to take his shirt off.

"I'm so sorry..." Loren mumbled.

"It's fine." Eddie assured her "I'll live." he added, Loren's cheeks turned pink again. Eddie's body was amazing. His abs looked rock hard and just the way he carried himself made Loren's insides tingle.

"Where the hell have you been?" Trent asked the second Loren walked through the door.

"Nowhere... Just with Mel." Loren replied a bit too quickly as she closed the door behind her.

"Don't lie to me, Loren." Trent said, raising his voice. Loren noticed his hands clenched into fists.

It would only be minutes now before his would stand up. It would only be seconds now until she would feel the sharp pain caused by her father's fist. It would only be moments... Unless she could run. Loren ran into her room.

"Get back here!" Loren felt two hands around her waist, pulling her back, back from the safe haven that was her bedroom. Trent threw Loren against the wall, Loren screamed when her body hit the wall.

"Now, where were you?" Trent asked, he crouched down next to his daughter and lifted her chin with his hand. Loren smelled the alcohol in his breath. Always the alcohol in his breath.

"I was with Mel." Loren lied. Every time Loren had brought up the death of her beloved mother Trent had laughed at her, called her weak and sometimes even threw a punch at her. So if Loren would bring up talking about Nora with a bunch of strangers, she was sure that a lot of physical and mental pain would follow.

"You are a liar." Trent hissed. He lifted his hand, ready to punch Loren.

Loren pressed her eyelids together, waiting for the blow in her face. This did surprise Loren, Trent had never punched his in the face. Loren assumed it was because he didn't want anyone to see what he did to her. That he abused her.

The pain didn't come. Loren opened her eyes. Trent was standing next to her, he looked down on her and slightly shook his head.

"You are a pathetic excuse for a daughter." Trent smirked, he kicked Loren who was still laying on the ground. The first kick was not hard but the second one pressed all of the air out of Loren lungs. Loren gasped and tried to get some air into her lungs again, she didn't have much time because Trent pulled her up by her hair.

"You are a liar, just like your no good mother." Trent hissed before he threw the broken girl on the ground. She didn't move, she couldn't find the strength.

Couldn't her father see he had already broken her? Every word he said broke her into more pieces.