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A/N: rewrite! Sorry it took so long! Sorry that other chapter was crap! Or at least i thought it was, and I kinda thought I was stuck after it. Anyways ENJOY!

Kaila POV

Chapter 8: Here Goes Part 1

That evening was pretty much the same as the previous night. Mimi brought home some food from the Life Café which we all ate before she and Roger left for his gig. Soon after they left, Maureen and Joanne left, promising to come back first thing the next day to try to sort out all this('all this' meaning me). I said goodnight and retreated back to Mark's room and fell asleep.


I was running- just constantly running through this long, dark alley-looking. I didn't recognize it, yet, there was something familiar about it. What I was running from, I'm not sure, I just knew there was a purpose for my running- to escape whatever I was running from. I quickened my pace; whatever I was running from was getting faster and closer. I looked around and on either side of me, floating along almost, was Luke and my mom. They just stared at me as I kept running like I was running from something I couldn't escape from, that I should just stop and let it catch me. There was no use to my running, I couldn't escape it and whatever was chasing me would catch me eventually. But I didn't stop. I had hope that I would get away. Both Luke and my mom kept silently staring at me as I ran, as if they were telepathically telling me to stop running. My mother's eyes had sorrow and pity in them, while Luke's had confusion and guilt. All of a sudden I was falling. They were still floating beside me though. Then, I knew what I was running from, him. Brad. I saw his face directly in front of me, laughing at me, at my failure to keep running. His hand reached out to grab me. I heard a screaming voice that wasn't my own until……
I woke up in a sweat, sitting straight up, screaming my lungs out. While I was screaming I realized I was in New York, in Mark, Roger, and Mimi's apartment. Just great.

Mimi was the first one in.

"Kaila? Honey, what's wrong? Are you okay?" she sat on my (well Mark's) bed and rubbed my back in an attempt to calm me down.

Then Roger.

"What's going on in here?" he said.

And then Mark, who said nothing.

I pulled my knees to my chest and started rocking back and forth, since I had no idea of what to do right now. I sat there silently crying, just rocking back and forth, as if it could fix everything.

But it couldn't.

"Kaila, you're going to have to tell us what's going on," Roger said. I think that's the first time he used my name in a sentence since I got here.

I just nodded and put my face in my hands to hide my tears. I wished I could just disappear, or fly away, or that this would all just be some bad dream I was having. But it wasn't. This was my life, and this is what was happening now.

"Hey Mark, how about you go make some tea?" Mimi said, and Mark left the room. "Actually, why don't we go into the main room?"

We went into the main room, Roger leading the way and getting blankets from the closet.

I sat down on the duct-tape sofa (continuing to cry) and Mark handed me a cup of tea and sat in the chair near the phone.

It was probably four or five minutes before anyone spoke.

"Ok, fine," I said.

Three pair of confused eyes were on me.

"I'll tell you," I said. "Everything."


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