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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="a7f4965230579f1c395b1f582e8dc1ec"My beautiful (okay not really) singing is interrupted when the door unlocks and opens. I assume it's Aiden, but I look up anyway just in case it's Kali wanting to torture me. Kali is never here unless she's been ordered by Deucalion to torture me. Of course it always heals, but it freaking hurts. That's why I hate it when Kali steps through that door, but this time, she isn't alone. In her arms she's holding an unconscious teenage boy. Ennis is behind her, holding another unconscious guy who's pretty damn hot. When Kali sees I'm awake she fakes a smile./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="5a3a699ef0c2dfe9f94fbc240387ddba"I crawl over to the boys and sigh./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="40867f81d36e94b71ffd5f10ed0fab6f"So now it's time to wait for them to wake up. I mean it's not like I have anything else to do./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="211de7a87eade05bb006061efd07efce""Who are you?" I ask the girl and ignore Stiles. He mumbles "wow okay it's not like I'm here anyway" to himself. The girl smiles a little at him./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="845d5bb4d9b79ddd69a5387b8454b0f8""I'm Kiara" she says. "Welcome to paradise"/p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="ef3a0720a9777d0ebed4395db992d18f""Her name is Kiara, she's been locked up here for about four years and she likes Fall Out Boy and Harry Potter" he replies./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="2a848eb5ef8709b099ec9ffe73cab715"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"~Scott~/span/p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="2ddd143e42800481399873286f46ed29""What? Oh, okay. Thank you" he stutters, clearly shocked that I agreed. "Do you want to tell me and Derek what happened to you?"/p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="694d1407d98cadc0c723b3388d1ca598""She's gonna tell us, Derek. Quick get the popcorn" Stiles jokes. Derek chuckles and I force a small smile./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="75cf901afc8b1165da81853dcba680bc""I had three best friends whom I had known since we were fourteen. Their names were Taylor, Matt and Ethan. A couple of days before I turned fifteen Ethan's twin brother Aiden asked me out. I said okay. So we went on the date and I liked him. We started dating and somehow I fell for him. After a couple of months I was in love with him. Two months after my sixteenth birthday he asked me out on a date in the woods. We were having a picnic. Now this is where it gets good" I say. I take a deep breath before I start talking again./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="e4d57515ad27ada956f1d0ad059ce7e3""Deucalion" Stiles whispers to himself. I nod./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="6946762469e65c996b6facf1e35880fa""This doesn't make us friends" I say. "I don't want any friends"/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="a3a8d21e498aec33a435ce1e7b57c1eb""Say what you want, Kiara, but from now on we are friends whether you want it or not" Stiles smiles and pulls back. This time I don't argue./p