A/N: Alright ladies and gents I just started the sequel to The Man behind the Mask to be honest i haven't gotten that far but I'll put up the first chapter and hopefully all you awesome peoples reviews will feed my muse (She's starving!) By the way ummm I have changed and will change a whole lot of stuff for this story so yes little things big things will/might be changed please don't freak and review that this part was different from the movie cuz..guess what? I already know! haha okay with that being said here is chapter one!

Hearts Forever in Wax

Chapter One:

The wind whipped my red hair around my face as I stood, staring at the shadowy figure that kept getting closer and taller with each passing second. It was a man. The figure was too tall and widely built to be woman. I was backed against a hard surface, the mans face was shadowed but his long, black hair tickled my cheek. I was at peace gazing into the dark face. The mans hand caressed my cheek and his lightly pressed to mine...

"Marly!"

I jerked awake, looking around to see I was still in the car, although we weren't moving now.

"Wh-?," I mumbled.

"You weren't even listening to a word I said, were you?" I gave a sheepish smile to my best friend, Carly, who was driving.

"Sorry, Carls. I was dreaming about my mystery shadow man again." The warm wind from the open window whipped my hair back and I breathed it in, basking in it.

"Again? Forget this 'Shadow Man' he doesn't exist! My brother is into you." Carly wiggled her eyebrows

"Ew, Nick? No way! I figured Paige would be more his type." I rolled my eyes. Paige. Tall, blonde, gorgeous that about sums her up but of course it wouldn't matter if Nick was into her or not because she had Blake. Nick and Carly were twins so it felt kinda weird when she mentioned the two of us possibly being together. It felt like dating Carly, too. Way too weird for me..Carly was the good girl who liked to let loose and have fun sometimes, like me. Her brother was the complete opposite..parties, no school, lived at home. Well, I lived at home with my parents too but not for long Carly, Paige, and I were looking at apartments.

"Speaking of good twin, bad twin..," Carly started and I got a weird sense of De Ja Vu when she said that. I got a lot of those after my accident two years ago. Had the scar on my arm to prove it. I had gotten amnesia or whatever. "Bad twin is where we're going."

"You told me we were going to your house!" I accused.

"Yeah, and we are...after we pick up Nick. He's going to the football game with us and where there's Nick there...,"

"Dalton." I rolled my eyes. Dalton was always attacked to Nick like a shadow, always agreeing with him..it was annoying.

"I thought Nick was doing some time?" I asked, it's not that I didn't like Nick he just had an 'I"m better than everyone else' arrogance that got under my skin.

"Yeah, well. He managed to convince my parents to bail him out this time. Don't ask me how because I have no friggin' clue." She turned left on Jefferson street.

"Where is he?"

"With Joe," Carly rolled her eyes. "Not a whole day out and he's already back with the drug dealer."

She pulled into a driveway of a normal looking house. On the outside you would think a nice family lived there..maybe had a dog, went to church on Sundays, family game night. Nobody wanted to see what really what on in there. Carly honked the horn.

"Sorry," She turned to me."It was last minute beside we just have to get through tomorrow at the office, then tomorrow night we'll be on our way to the biggest football game ever."

"You don't like football." I said.

"Neither do you!" She laughed. "But Wade is going and so is Nick." She gave me a look. "Come back to reality. There is no 'Shadow Man'. Nick came stumbling out with his hood up, walking like he owned the world and everyone in it making me roll my eyes, yet again. Once he was settled he turned his bloodshot eyes on me.

"Hey, Marly. What happened to your arm?" I glanced at the four inch stark white scar down my forearm. My parents said it was from my car accident that caused my amnesia, that killed my brother, my boyfriend, my ex, and his girlfriend at the time. I swallowed the lump in my throat. Most importantly next to my brother, my boyfriend James had died, too. I wondered so many times why I was the only to survive but they said it was from the amnesia. I didn't think I had anything to forget about, my life seemed pretty much intact, intern with Carly for a fashion magazine. About to move out and dorm with my friends, but then again maybe I had just forgotten everything. That's where the de ja vu kicked in..I could never figure them out.

"You ask me that everytime you see me." I said coldly. Carly gave him a look in the mirror.

"Ass."

"What?" He shrugged.

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"Why does he keep asking about my scar?" I asked Carly. We were both up in her room eating Chinese takeout (another de ja vu but who hasn't eaten that more than once?) and waiting for Paige to show up. It was our usual Thursday afternoon/night routine.

"I'm telling you, it's because he likes you!" Carly laughed, after swallowing her midgit corn.

"So, he constantly brings up the fact that I was in a horrible car accident with hardly any memory of that i was the only survivor of..because he likes me?" I snorted. The door swung open and Paige took that moment to burst in (without knocking, typical Paige) she slammed it behind her.

"Nick does like you." Paige confirmed, snatching an eggroll.

"Even Paige knows it!" Carly laughed.

"Whatever," I rolled my eyes and checked the time on my phone. Shit! Seven thirty. "I gotta go. Carly don't forget to pick me up at eight for another day of beautiful interning." I smiled and shut the door, walking down the stairs and out the wooden front door.

Nick was sitting on a plastic chair on the porch and I swallowed hard, adjusting my bag nervously. He paused mid-sip from his beer bottle and looked at me.

"Hey, I didn't mean to ofend you earlier my memory isn't that great." He did look so cute in his dark jeans and black shirt...

"All five time? It's not very detailed due to the fact that I can't remember anything."

"You don't need to tell me anymore. I feel like an ass already." He stood and I awkardly backed up a step to make room.

"You got a ride comin'?"

I sighed. How could I forget that Carly had given me a ride?

"No."

"Do you want me to take you?" His eyes never left mine, making me squirm.

"It's not far." I stuttered.

"All the more reason." He smiled.

I couldn't believe Nick Jones, past reputational man whore, was driving me home. It was only the next neighborhood over.

"Does it ever make you nervous to be in a car?" he asked and I found myself staring at his stubble for a few seconds.

"No. Like I said, I can't remember anything. I don't even remember making plans to take a trip but out of me, James, Alex, Gina, and Wren..I was the only one who survived."

"Damn. I'm sorry. Are you still wanting to come with us tomorrow night? I'd be bored if you didn't go."

What the hell did that mean?

"Yeah, I'm still going."

"Cool. This one right?" I bobbed my head and he pulled into my driveway. My mom was waiting on the porch like always with her usual glass of iced tea. She smiled when she saw me, the blue-gray glow of twilight sky making her loo paler than normal. Her hair, usually loose, long red curls was now tied in a tight bun on the top of her head with a single lock framing her face. My mom was gorgeous and I was lucky to have gotten my looks from her. Her smile faded slightly when she noticed who was driving, that was my cue to get out.

"She already knows me, huh?" He asked. Oh..so he did notice my mom's disapproving look.

"Carly talks sometimes," I shrugged. "Thanks for the ride, see ya tomorrow." I got out and waved as he drove down the road. I turned and met my mom's sour expression.

"What?" I shrugged, walking in to the house. She followed. My mom must have been on a cleaning spree today because the house was spotless and smelling of her fruity candles. Our fat, white cat snowball looked annoyed that her pillow was no longer covered in her messy cat hair.

"Since when are you hanging around with jail boy?" My mom asked.

"Where's Dad?" I side stepped her demanding tone.

"Working late. Now answer my question." She blocked the doorway.

"He just gave me a ride hom and Carly is picking me up in the morning so you can sleep in."

"Is jail boy going to be with you?"

"Mom! His name is Nick. I'm twenty, I"m allowed to hand with who I want. What is with you today?" As i was pouring some of the tea in my own glass she uncrossed her arms and sighed.

"I know..I'm sorry. It's just hard..knowing you're leaving for the weekend and then looking at apartments. You know your Dad works a lot. When you're gone all I'll have is fucking Snowball and your brother's empty room..," She bit her bottom lip to keep from crying and I melted.

"Mom," I wrapped her in a hug. Usually my parents were the strongest people I knew..I've never seen them cry..even when I woke up in that hospital bed two years ago, there had been no tears, just concern.

"It's almost eight. Dad will be home soon. Maybe you guys can go to a move tonight. Me and Snowball will hold down the fort." She pulled back and sniffled.

"That's a great idea. I'll call him." She smiled, kissed my forehead, and walked to the wireless house phone.

"Are you hungry?" She called as I went upstairs to my room.

"Ate at Carly's!"

I sat criss cross on my bed, staring at the horror movie on my television that mounted on the wall. I wat at the part where the dumb bitch called out 'Hello?' in the house as though the killer would actually answer. There was a knock on my door.

"Come in!"

My parents came in both of them dressed nicely.

"We decided to see the latest showing then going to find somewhere still open to eat. You sure you'll be okay?" My mom asked.

"One..both of you look fantastic. Two..I got TV, phone, lasagna in the fridge and Snowball. I'll be fine." I smiled wide.

"We know, kiddo," Dad patted my leg. "Text us if you need anything."

"Okay. Bye, have fun!"

They left and I sunk deeper into my pillows I wish I was able to sleep in tomorrow morning. I turned the TV onto something funny (who wants to wake up to a horror movie on the wall?) set my alarm and snuggled into my covers with Snowball purring in my ear.