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Jordan's POV!

I was sound asleep when I heard my phone going off around 9 a.m. I was wondering who it was, because everyone I knew slept until at least 12 in the afternoon. I sat up, my eyes still closed, and opened my phone.

"Hello?" I mumbled groggily.

"Jordan. Have you seen Violet?" I heard Mrs. Adams voice.

"No, I haven't since last night." My head was pounding. I knew I had drinken more than I had planned, but I had been nervous as heck. "Why?" I asked rubbing my eyes.

"When my husband and I woke up this morning, we couldn't find her anywhere. Her car isn't here and most of her stuff is gone." She sounded on the edge of tears. I was wide awake now.

"Do you know why she left?" I asked hoping I hadn't caused this from last night.

I asked Violet to marry me. Everything about that seemed right. I loved her with everything I had. I knew I drank and smoked, but she didn't care.

"We don't know. We don't have the slightest idea where she would have gone, either. Bob and myself are very worried. If you hear from her please let us know."

"I will, Mrs. Adams." I heard the phone click.

Now I felt more than guilt. I may or may not have caused this but she didn't tell me she was leaving. I was furious. Next thing I know, I blacked out.

When I came to, I was breathing heavily, and things around me were broken. I was scared, more so than usual because I didn't remember doing any of that. But I knew I had. It reminded me of someone else.. someone I hated.

VOPV!

I walked down the stairs to my house.

Why am I here? Where's Kim..?

I reached the bottom of the stairs.

"Dear, where have you been?" My mother sneered at me. "Why did you run?" She walked menacingly towards me. Her hand flew upwards and came down against my face. I fell from the force. I curled into a ball holding my face, trying not to cry.

"Get up you good for nothing." She grabbed my arm and pulled. I felt something pop. She grinned, evily. I cringed.

Jordan walked in the door.

"Where did you go, Violet?" He asked, putting his arms around me. My mother was gone.

"Why did you leave?!" He yelled at me, throwing me against the ground.

"You left me Violet! Why? Why did you leave me?!" He kicked my gut, punched my face, hit everything. I was writhing in pain. "I thought you loved me! Why didn't you tell me? I love you Violet.. I want to be with you forever.." I sat in a ball on the other side of my living room. Jordan was crying on the floor. He stopped hitting me, but I still felt the pain. I felt the pain from everything that was done to me physically.. I felt the emotional pain I had been trying to hide for years behind my emotionless mask. Jordan stopped crying but he was sniffling. I felt blood running down my face.

"I love you.." He kept repeating over and over. He was staring out into space. I had only seen him like this once..

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

"No you're not! You aren't sorry. Nobody's ever sorry!" Jordan yelled. He sounded like a little boy. He started crying again. I felt bad for him, but I didn't trust him. I heard someone calling my name..

"Violet..? Violet are you ok?" I sat up in bed and felt tears running down my face. Kim was sitting on the end of the bed looking at my curiously. I realized I hadn't answered.

"Oh.. I just had a nightmare. I'm fine." I said wiping my face.

"You didn't sound ok. You were crying and yelling.. It really scared me. Do you want to talk?" Her eyes were worried. I instantly felt bad.

"No, I don't want to talk about it. It's.. It's too soon. I'm sorry." I looked to see what time it was. It was 6:30 in the morning. I groaned.

"It's ok. I was going to go over to Jared's house. Do you want to come with me?" She asked me, her eyes begged me. I couldn't say no.

"Sure. Let me change first." I said.

"Ok! Come down when you're ready." She said, happily. She bounced out of the room. I wondered what made her so giddy. I got out of bed, only to be greeted by sore muscles, bruises, and cuts. I suppressed a cry. I wanted to tell someone about this, but I couldn't trust anyone fully except myself. Not even Kim.

I changed, into a long sleeved shirt, and jeans. I slipped on a hoodie, one of my favorites, with my old school insignia on it. I came downstairs, and saw Kim sitting on her couch raring to go. She was bubbly, which I noticed happened often when Jared was mentioned. It made me wonder what was going on.

Kim drove us over to Jared's place. It was kind of like Kim's but closer to Emily's. And it was near the woods. When he opened the door, Kim threw her arms around his neck and hugged him close. Jared was at least 6'8" so it was quite a reach for her. He picked her up by the waist and twirled her around the room.

I heard a low rumbling, which sounded like chuckling. I looked inside the door to see who it was. I saw Seth, Embry, Jake, and Quil lounging around Jared's living room. When I saw Embry, my heart started beating a little faster. This made me even more confused than I already was. He was stunning, but I wanted nothing to do with guys for a very, very long time. Right..?

When I walked into the living room, fully, Embry smiled. I swear, my heart stopped. Maybe I was dying.

"Hey, Violet." He said, in a silky voice. I saw Seth grin, and Jake sent Quil a knowing glance.

"Hi." I said, quietly. I thought I saw Embry's face fall, but then he grinned a little bit.

"Hey, Violet, you wanna come sit over here and watch us play Guitar Hero?" Seth asked, a guitar in hand.

"Sure.." I said. Jared and Kim were sitting in a love seat type thing talking quietly. I walked over to Seth and sat between him and Embry. Embry looked at me out of the corner of his eye. I felt a little cramped, because Seth was practically sitting on me, and Embry's guitar was over my chest. They were both playing on expert, while Jake and Quil were playing on their PS3. When the song they were playing was over, Seth had come out with the better score.

"Yeah! I beat you!" Seth jumped on his feet and did a victory dance. I laughed. Seth and Embry both looked at me funny.

"What?" I asked.

"You.. laughed?" Embry said, like he couldn't believe it. Seth had a look of wonder written on his face.

"Yeah, I laughed.." My voice drifted off, as I realized that everyone had stopped wshat they were doing to watch us. My face felt hot, and I looked down at my hands. Seth and Embry shrugged it off, which I was glad for. I didn't like being put on the spot. It made me uncomfortable. They started to paly a different song. It was around an hour and a half later, Jake's phone rang. He answered it immediately. Everything around us seemed to cease instantaneously. It was too quiet.

"Hello?" He paused.

"Yeah. I got it." More silence.

"We'll be there. See you." Then he hung up.

"Was that Sam?" Kim asked.

"Yeah. He needs us.. to come help him." Jake looked at me. I got a weird feeling that everyone else knew something that I didn't. I didn't like that very much. I felt my eyebrows raise in confusion. Maybe Kim could explain?

"Let's go guys." I hear Quil say. All the guys shuffled out of the house. Jared kissed Kim then whispered something to her, which made her smile. I was glad that she was so happy with Jared. He seemed like a decent guy for her. Embry gace me a longing glance, but right as he gave it to me, he walked out the door. Kim and I locked up the house then got in her car to run some errands. I decided it was a good time to ask her about what went on with the phone call. It was all I could think about. Why would Sam need all of those big burly guys? Wouldn't he need only, like, two? What could he possibly need with them all?

"Kim? Can I ask you something?" We were in the grocery store buying food for the apartment.

"Sure." Kim said, picking up a box of cereal.

"What was that phone call all about this morning? I mean, why would Sam need all four of them to do one thing for him?" I was puzzled beyond belief, and my gut was telling me that this was something I needed to know.

"Oh, that. Sam has a.. buisness. He hired all the guys to.. work.. for him." She sounded like she was choosing her words very carefully.

"Oh. It just sounded more important than that. What do they do?" I asked.

"Um, they keep the peace in the reservation." Her tone said that she wasn't going to say anymore about it. I was still frustrated but I decided I would have to let it go.. for now.

JPOV!

I was so mad at myself. Violet left because of me. You're so stupid, Jordan. How could you not see this coming? This is all your fault. You're a good for nothing.. I kept rambling inside my head, until I saw a picture of my family. I saw my mother, in a pretty dress. I saw me, and my brother, Jayden. Then I saw my father. The picture was from one of our vacations. We all looked so happy, so free. I put the picture face down, not wanting to look at the plastered on happiness. My real family life was the complete opposite of the happy picture. I cringed, having millions of flashbacks.

I heard the front door open. I looked at Jayden, his eyes filled with fear too. We ran to our room as fast as our small legs would let us.

"Where are you?" We heard the gruff, hatred-filled voice of our drunken father. I hated Thursdays, knowing it was the day Dad went to the local bar to drink off his stress. Mom hated him like this, but loved him too much to let go.

"I know you're home, Landy, where are you?" His words were slurred. I heard a thump. Jayden and I were in the closet, holding onto each other.

"I'm in here, Russell." We heard our mother's voice.

"Where are Jordan and Jayden?"

"They were in the living room playing with their toys while I was fixing dinner." She said in an indifferent tone. She knew he could be set off at any time.

"You let them be by themselves?!" He yelled.

"They were in the next room, Russell." She said practically. We heard a slap. My eyes grew wide.

"You will not talk to me like that." Our father said.

"Where's my dinner?" We heard him slur again.

"Right here." Said our mother. She would sit and eat with him, giving us a chance to hide away from our father. He was a monstrousity.

It was quiet for awhile.

"Should we come out?" Jayden asked. He was my older brother, the wiser one.

"Do you think we should?" I asked.

"I don't know. I haven't heard.." He stopped talking because we heard a bang, then pots and pans falling on the floor. We held our breath.

"Pick this up woman! We don't need a dirty house!" Our father yelled.

"Ok. I will." Mom said. We heard her putting away things. I could imagine the cold-blooded man sitting in one of the chairs at our kitchen table watching Mom pick up the stuff he threw down in the floor.

"Where are our kids?" We heard him ask. I gulped and Jayden shivered.

"I don't know, Russell. You sound tired. How about we go to bed?" She said seductively, trying to protect us. Jayden gagged silently.

"In a minute. I need to see my boys." He said. I was sweating. Jayden was breathing hard, nervously.

We heard the door swing open and hit the wall. I cowered down, as if I could disappear. The closet door was opened, exposing us. His eyes were glazed over, sick with alcohol. He smelled awful, like bars. His smile was disturbing. I blanched.

"Jordan, Jayden. What are you doing in the closet?" He pulled us out my our arms. I felt like my arm was being pulled from its socket. Jayden's face contorted into pain. He put on a mask of emotionless nothing when Dad looked at him.

"We were playing a game." I answered, trying to seem calm.

"Oh? Is that so? What game were you playing?" He asked sarcastically.

"Uh.. We.." I looked at Jayden. His eyes were confused. Neither of us had an answer.

"You weren't hiding were you?" He asked menacingly.

"No!" We both answered at the same time.

"Are you sure? Because I think you were!" Dad yelled, hitting me across the face so hard I fell to the floor.

"Hey! He didn't do anything to you!" Jayden yelled. Dad threw him against the bed.

"Go to sleep! Both of you!" He screamed, then shut the door. We heard him stomp to his and Mom's room. We heard the door slam. I jumped.

"Are you ok?" I whispered. I saw blood running down his face.

"I think so. How about you?" I felt my face. It was swollen, and there would be a bruise there in the morning.

"I'm fine."

There were many nights like that. I hated my father for every bruise, every cut, every scar, he gave me, my brother, and my mother. I sat down in my desk chair, and cried, thinking of how broken and messed up I was.

VPOV!

When Kim and I got home, we put everything away then watched some tv. I was restless, itching for something to do. Kim was too. I know she wanted to be with Jared. But he had to "keep the peace."

Hours later, when the phone rang, Kim ran and grabbed it, like a little kid with candy.

"Hello?" She answered eagerly.

"Hey, are you guys done?" I heard her say. My eyes widened, and I ran over to the phone. I stood next to Kim, with my ear next to the receiver.

"Yeah, we're done. Do you guys want to hang out?" Jared asked us.

"Yes!" I yelled into the phone. Kim stared at me. I put my hands over my mouth. She started giggling like crazy.

"Wow, was that Violet?" I heard Jared ask. By then, Kim was laughing so hard she couldn't talk. I took the phone from her.

"Yeah, that was me. Uh, Kim's laughing really hard right now.. So are we going to come over there or what?" I asked.

"How about we go out for dinner?" Jared asked. I thought about it.

"Sure. Let me ask Kim. Hey, Kim. Do you wanna go out for dinner?" She was in the floor holding her stomach laughing. Looking at her made me want to laugh. She finally managed to nod.

"Ok, she said yes."

"We'll come get you around 5. See ya."

"Bye, Jared."

I got Kim to calm down so we could get ready to eat dinner. I decided I didn't want to change, but Kim wanted to dress up a little. She put on a frilly bright crimson tank top, and tight skinny jeans with red high heels.

"Wow, Kim. What happens if we go to a burger place?" I said watching her come down the stairs.

"Oh, well. I'll be the hottest one there." She said smiling. We heard the doorbell, and we both looked at each other.

"I'll get it!" Kim ran to the door in her heels, making little clicky sounds. I stifled a giggle. She opened the door and stopped in place. Jared was standing there, shirtless, in nice fitted jeans. He stared down into her eyes, and she looked up into his. I wished I had a camera, it was so sweet. After what seemed awhile, Kim cleared her throat.

"Um, so, where are we going?" She asked, clearly uncomfortable.

"I was thinking that burger place down by the beach. Is that ok?" He asked.

"Yeah, that's fine." I stood up and walked out the door, after Jared and Kim. I saw Jared's car, with another truck beside his. I recognized it from somewhere.. When Embry stepped out of it, I knew where I had seen it before. He saw me then smiled. I grinned, sheepishly. I got all the way down to the parking lot, then rammed into something rock-hard. I looked up and saw Seth standing there.

"Whoa! Hey, Violet, you ok?" My chest hurt, from many different bruises, but besides that I was ok.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I tried to hide my grimace as I walked towards Embry's car. Seth's big hand was on my back. I didn't feel the need to shy away. Seth made me feel safe.

Whoa! He makes you feel safe? Where did that come from? I asked myself. I felt more comfortable around Seth more than anybody else. I got in the truck, then I realized I had to sit between Seth and Embry. I felt a little faint, but it wouldn't be for that long. Seth helped me up, and I sat in the middle. Embry was ready to go, and Seth got in the truck. We pulled out behind Jared. It was about 10 minutes after we had been riding, when Seth reached over me, and turned up the radio. The song that was playing was one that I knew really well. Seth was singing to it, very loudly, which made me smile. He looked over at me and saw me smiling and sang even louder. I looked over at Embry who was smiling barely singing along. Then I noticed I was singing along to it. We were singing at the top of our lungs, with the windows rolled down. And I was having a good time, with two huge, burly guys.

JPOV!

I promised myself I was going to find Violet. Whatever it took, I would find her. She was what held my world together. I convinced myself it wasn't my fault that she left. She had left for some other reason, forgot to tell me. I went to sleep that night set on figuring out where she had gone.

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