Hey I'm back! It's been a really bittersweet day. Last day of school, so no more learning but no more seeing my friends 24/7. I miss em already! I would be happier if you R&R... just sayin! ;) Well I guess I'm done venting now. Here are my responses:

honeyandmustard: Haha thanks! I really liked the last chapter! I wasn't sure how to end it so i left it at that, 1 beacuse I was tired and 2 beacuse I thought it seemed a mysterious!

AdilahluV: Thanks! :) I've been trying hard...

L is for Left: Haha I am soooooo deticating this chapter to you! Your review was so awsome! So I will respond to all of your...um... numbers...

1: Thanks a lot! I wanted to come up with something original.

2: Thanks! It means a lot to me!

3: Let's hope! ;)

4: Good enough for me! :D

5: Thanks! You are too!

6: The song was Leave Out all the Rest by Linkin Park. I thought it fit really well, and for some reason I could always picture Joe Jonas sitting down at a piano singing that!

.Rox: Sorry I didn't get to respond to your review for the last chapter! I updated before I knew that you had posted one! But thanks a bundle! :-J

Kay so disclaimer: I don't own anything or anyone. You know the drill! On with the story!

10 Years Gone

"What a pretty song." My favorite person in the world was standing at the enterance. Guess who? Yep, my wonderful father was blocking my way to freedom. Deja vu much?

"Thanks," I mumbled. I got up and tried to leave, just to be blocked by Andrew.

"Oh no you don't. You have escaped and disobyed me one to many times, you good for nothing bastard." He spat. Does he even know my name? I don't think so. He hasn't used it in over ten years.

"Just let me out!" I yelled. Wrong move. He punched me in the gut. Damn, that hurt like hell. I fell to the ground like a worn rag doll.

"What did you just say, brat?" He seethed. Man can I piss him off...

"Let me go." I said with as much strength as I could muster at that moment. Like it would make a difference, he could care less what I say.

"You need to learn some respect." He grabed my hair. This time the smell of alcohol was stronger.

He had been drinking... just my luck.

"I will when you do." I really do need to learn when to just shut up. This time he left go of my hair and kicked me in the ribs. A lot.

"How's that for respectful?" Then he left. He left me on the floor, brused and bloody.

I don't know whats going to happen. Who will find me? Will I even be alive? What if...if he comes back? Just as I thought that, darkness started to take over.

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I saw a bright light. Too bright. Am I in heaven?

No. Heaven doesn't hurt this badly. I groaned. Not a good idea since it set my ribs on fire.

"I think he's waking up," I heard a girl's voice say.

Suddenly I remembered everything. The song, Andrew beating the shit out of me, and feeling...empty. Alone.

"What's going on?" I mumbled as I squinted into the light. Soon enough I could make out Uncle Brown sitting on a chair by the window and Mitchie's tear stained face next to my (rather unconfortable) bed.

"You tell us. We just found you. You're really beat up, mate." Uncle Brown said.

"Well, I was just walking around town. Kinda just wanted to see my old home, ya know. But anyways, I ended up in Mrs. C's music room He just appeared out of nowhere and started beating the hell out of me." Damn, did I get it this time. This is what I have been trying so hard to escape... and forget.

"He?" Mitchie asked.

"Andrew." Uncle B and I answered together.

Then the nurse walked in, "Oh Mr. Grey! You are awake! How are you feeling?" She asked in an overly cheery tone.

"Never better." I responded, sarcasm thick in my voice. "So, how bad am I?" Like I don't already know. I have been in this hospital with so many wounds I could probably be a doctor.

"You have some inner brusing, nothing too serious," Predictable. Very predictable. "Just take it easy for a while." With that she left.

We were quite for a long time. Just sitting in silence. Mitchie was the one to break it. "Um, I'm hungery. Want anything?" She asked.

"Thanks but I don't think I could stomach any food right now..." I responed, looking down. Brown just shook his head and Mitch left.

"Shane... you need to leave. You shouldn't have even come to the service."

"Are you crazy?! Me even having to go through this is worth it. Anything for me to become closer to my mom! Just so you know, I only knew her for seven years," I yelled. It was killing my ribs, but I didn't stop there. "You grew up with her! You were closer to her than anyone else! You don't know what I've been through!" Tears were streaming down my face now. How could he evevn suggest that?!

"Yes, I knew her better than anyone. But that's why I know your safety would be more important than anything to her." He said calmly.

"I don't care about my safety!"

"Well apparently you did enough to escape from him! You don't realize you just threw everything away that you have worked for! Andrew won't stop until you break!" I refused to listen.

"Um... Is this a bad time?" Mitchie asked timidly.

Yeah things are starting to really heat up! Poor Mitchie, Poor poor Shane. I'm thinking I will bring Connect Three back into the story in the next chapter... and maybe some Naitlyn! We will just have to see... ;) R&R!