This is another new story I'm working on. I'm not sure exactly how good it is so reviews would be really helpful! (:

Chapter 1:

Two years have gone by since I lost my sister Elizabeth. It's 2:00a.m., and I've woken up screaming…again. I have the same nightmare almost every night. Elizabeth was only sixteen when she died, much too young to die, and I was fourteen. My sister was smart, gorgeous, popular, and pretty much perfect in every way. As for me, well I never got the best grades, I'm not all that pretty, and I don't have many friends. But Elizabeth only saw the good on me. She never thought anything bad of me, and I was grateful for that. The night she died was the night I lost my best friend.

"Shh." Kevin said wrapping his arms around me and holding me as I cried.

"I had the dream again." I stuttered.

"I know." He said rocking me back and forth.

"I miss her so much."

"I miss her too." He whispered to me.

So you may be wondering what's going on exactly, well let me start by telling you about the night Elizabeth died. Since Elizabeth was popular she went to a lot of parties and being the kind person she was, she dragged me along with her and her boyfriend, Kevin. They had been dating for two years and were totally in love everyone could see it.

Anyways, after the party Elizabeth was driving, because Kevin was a bit tipsy, and to be safe he sat in the back so that he couldn't distract her from driving and I sat in the passenger seat. Kevin was starting to get out of control, and I was trying to keep him in his seat, and when I pushed him back I hit Elizabeth's arm causing her to make the car swerve and letting the truck, that ran the red light, to hit us harder than it would have if I hadn't hit her, when I was turned around Elizabeth screamed and the last thing I remember seeing was a bright light coming toward us. She died instantly. Kevin was in a coma for three weeks, and I only ended up with a broken arm and cuts and scratches. How that happened I still don't know.

Everyone blamed me for her death. They say it should have been me to die instead of her. Clearly she was their favorite. After I was released from the hospital my parents threw me out, everyone at school started to treat me differently as well, also blaming me for her death. Kevin was treated differently after the accident as well, just not in such a negative way. He was clearly heart broken by the loss of my sister. He stopped talking to everyone and became more and more depressed. I hadn't tried to talk to him since that cruel night I figured I would just remind him of her. I had nothing left to live for. My sister and only friend was dead, my parents hated me and blamed me for her death, and I was living on the street. I was ready to end it all. I almost did too, but apparently it wasn't my time.

"Get down Demi." I heard a voice call behind me.

I turned around and saw Kevin stepping closer to me.

"Just let me jump." I said facing the lake again.

"No, I care about you too much to let you end it this way, now get off the bridge."

"Why? What do I have left to live for? My sister is dead, I'm being blamed for her death and I'm homeless. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't jump and be free." I demanded.

"Because I don't want you too. Demi, you're all I have left of your sister. We need each other to get through this. Please, we can help each other through this." Kevin said holding out his hand for me to take.

I was hesitant but slowly took it. He pulled me into a tight hug and I cried.

Kevin saved me that day. We ended up finding an apartment together and now we're living together. He is truly my knight in shining armor. Without him, I would be dead, not that anyone would have cared so much. I owe him my life. That brings us back to now. I'm currently sixteen and Kevin is eighteen. School is harder now that Kevin is graduated. He was the only friend I had and my only protection.

"When will it get better?" I asked him looking up.

"I don't know, but it will." Kevin said pushing hair out of my face. He lightly ran his fingers over the scar on over my right eye. I got it from the accident. I thought it was ugly and it was a horrible reminder of that night. I hated when he looked at it, it made me feel self conscious.

"You look like her you know." He was referring to Elizabeth.

"No I don't. She was beautiful. I'm just…me."

"I wish you would stop beating yourself up over this. We both know it wasn't your fault she died. She never thought you were anything less than perfect, and neither do I."

"I have school in a few hours, I should try and go back to sleep." I said wiggling out of Kevin's arms and crawling back under the covers.

He sighed, kissed my forehead then left the room. We had the same conversation every day. I didn't end up falling back asleep so I just lied there and looked at the ceiling until it was time to start getting ready for another day of feeling useless.

"Oh look who came to school yet again, hey killer when are you going to realize you don't belong here?"

At school everyone called me killer, sister killer, or murderer, not very original but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt any less.

I tried to ignore it and keep walking. But why would I be able to get away that easily?

"I was talking to you! Its rude to walk away when someone's talking to you." Said Michelle.

Michelle used to be Elizabeth's best friend. I remember when we all used to hang out and have fun together, but she turned on me just as everyone else had, well except Kevin of course.

"Please just leave me alone." I said quietly.

"Why should I?" she said shoving me back a little.

I only tried to walk past her again. But she shoved me harder against the lockers and punched my stomach. Of course I didn't fight back. I never do. Once she was satisfied with what she had done she walked off laughing. I slowly got up from the ground wincing in pain.

"Are you okay?" a boy came up to me asking worriedly.

He obviously was new if he was being nice to me.

"Fine." I said before picking up my things.

"Let me help you." He said starting to pick up things along with me.

"You're new aren't you?" I asked

"How could you tell?"

"You're being nice to me."

"What do you mean by that?"

I sighed. "Listen, if you want to fit in here you're going to have to have to stop talking to me now."

"But why?"

I noticed someone walking by so I fell back to the ground pretending I had just bumped into him and he knocked me over.

"Nice work man." The guy walking by said high fiving the new boy.

I took this chance to run off. I hated whenever there was new kids. It always started out the same. They either hear about me before they meet me, or they meet me and I have to tell them to leave me alone if they want to survive at this school.

I ended up having every class with this new guy. If it weren't for the fact that I'm excellent at hiding he might have said something to me. By the end of the day I have a black eye, and bruises covering my stomach. You could say it was the usual.

"It's you." I heard behind me. "I didn't think I would get to see you again." It was the new kid.

I just closed my locker and walked away.

"Wait! Please." He said grabbing my hand.

"Do you still not get it? Stop talking to me!" I said annoyed.

"Why do you hate me so much? What did I do to you? Other than be nice to you. Is that it? You automatically hate nice people?" he asked angrily.

"If I said yes would it get you to leave me alone?"

"No, probably not. I want to know why?"

I just ignored him and ran to Kevin's car. It hurt to run but there was no way I was going to risk that new kid coming after me.

"How was your day?" Kevin asked.

I shot him an annoyed look and his eyes became sullen. He reached out and touched my black eye lightly.

"Again?" he sighed. "What else did they do?"

I slightly lifted my shirt and showed him my black and brown covered stomach. He shook his head and started to drive.

Well? What do you think?