Kaitlin's younger sister sat in her mother's hospital room. Her mother still hasn't woken up since she got to the hospital. Bradin and Sean walked into the room.

"Hey, Lauren," Sean said softly.

"Hi," she said taking a hold of her mother's hand.

"She'll be fine," Sean told her.

Lauren looked across the bed as Bradin walked up to it. "You dated my sister, right?" she asked him. He replied with a nod. "That's why you're here with Sean?" He nodded again.

"He loved your sister," Sean said.

"I LOVE her," he yelled, "I still love her."

"Brae," Sean said, "you need to calm down. We're all upset over her death."

Lauren's head shot in Sean's direction. "What?" he asked.

"Uh, nothing," she said, "Nothing at all."

LAUREN'S MIND

They think that she's dead. What will they do when she comes back? she thought, What would they say? How would they act?

So many questions ran through her mind. She couldn't believe that her mother never told the guys the truth. She had to get to a phone before it actually happened.

"Mom!" someone yelled running into the room. Lauren looked to find Kaitlin who was running up to the bed. "Mom, wake up," she said taking the hand that Lauren was holding, "Mom, I'm here."

"Kait," Lauren whispered.

Kaitlin looked at her sister who was pointing across the bed. Bradin and Sean were staring at her with wide eyes. She gasped not believing what was happening at that moment.

"Y…y… you're s…s…supposed t…t…t….to… to be dead," Sean said.

"Oh god," she said. "Oh God," she said again as she ran out of the room leaving Bradin and Sean in awe. The two guys looked at each other and at Lauren.

KAITLIN

Kaitlin sat in her house not knowing what to do. Her plan was ruined. Tears were down her face as she thought about where to go from that point in life. The doorbell rang. She got up not caring if anyone saw her. She opened the door to find Bradin standing there. He looked angry.

"What are you doing here?" he asked. She didn't know what to tell him. "You killed yourself almost a year ago," he told her.

She shook her head quickly. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out.

"Tell me why you faked your fucking death!" he shouted.

"I had to," she said quietly but loud enough for him to hear, "I had to."

"Do you know the pain that I went through after your death!" he bellowed, "You made me cut myself! I didn't think I could live without you alive and near my side! I cried myself to sleep every night blaming myself for not being good enough for you! Right now, I really hate you."

She nodded and looked away.

"Are you going to say anything? Or are you actually going to take this from me and think that I mean every word?"

She looked at him with confusion. "I deserve it," she told him, "I deserve it. I should take it all and know that you mean every goddamn word that you say. What I want to say I can't because we'll be arguing for the next lifetime."

"Say it," he said through his teeth.

"You're not going to believe me! You won't understand why I faked it!" she screamed through her tears.

"Try me," he said.

She swallowed hard. "I can't," she said.

"WHY?" he yelled, "Why can't you tell me why you put me through all of this pain and misery?"

"I made a promise to The Witness Protection Program," she told him.

His jaw dropped. He couldn't believe it. "Why are you working with them?" he asked.

"I can't tell you, Brae. I want to. I really do. But, I can't. I can't tell anyone that is outside my family. I faked my death to protect me. I didn't mean to hurt you or have you do what I've done. I didn't mean to hurt anyone. Why didn't you suspect anything after there was no funeral? Why didn't you suspect anything after my mother wouldn't let you into the house farther than the living room? Why didn't you-"

Kaitlin got interrupted by Bradin's lips meeting hers full force. When he pulled away, she stared at him.

"I was too busy worrying and thinking about you," he told her.