I held my shoulder and finally found Eunice leaving. "Eunice." I called once we were out and she hurried over. "What's wrong? Where did you go? I lost you and thought you might have come outside." I winced at the pain still in my shoulder and she moved my hand gently and stared at my scar. "I can't believe I didn't notice that." "It was covered by my strap mostly, but it left off." I went to pull my strap back on, but more pain shot through me. "Let's get you somewhere quiet to sit down." She got a taxi and my phone chimed and I looked at it as she spoke to the driver.

'Hey it's Conner, just meet with me at Lakeview deli. Just me and you, we really need to talk.' I shut my phone without replying and leaned back against the seat. The taxi stopped and she got out and I followed. I saw where we were, Doc's neighborhood. "This isn't where I said you retard!" Eunice said, but paid the driver and scoffed. "There's a bar around here I think, I told him my home address, but whatever." She wouldn't let me say anything as she took me to Doc's.

He answered and looked at me holding my shoulder. "C-come o-on in girls." He said and we sat at a booth. "I'll g-get some pain k-killers." He hurried off and I sighed, relaxing in the seat. "Let me take a good look at it in the light." I turned and dropped my hand, letting her see. I glanced at the time. "Eunice, you should probably head home, I'm fine. I'll get Matt to come get me, I know the bar owner, I worked for him a while back. You have to work in the morning and I don't want to make you too tired to work or late." She went to object, but my eyes begged her to go.

"Alright, but here's my home and cell number, call me and let me know that you made it home alright. I had fun tonight, even though it didn't last long." She walked out as Doc came back. "I'm fine Doc, just hurt it." I took the pills, took the ice pack from him and grabbed my phone. 'Matt, I hurt my shoulder, come get me please. I'm at Doc's bar, where I used to work.' I sent it and drank some water. Doc walked off to get something else and I got a text from Matt telling me he was on his way.

"Doc, I'll be back later!" Conner called running down the stairs and paused when he saw me holding my shoulder with the pack and he hurried over. "Marietta! What's happened?" I shook my head and looked at my phone again. Hurry Matt, please. Soon there were more footsteps and Romeo ran over, Murphy was frozen at the stairs. I didn't meet his eyes, but moved in my seat a bit, but bit my lip at the pain. "Damnit!" I hissed and Conner tried to touch me, but I leaned away from him.

"Marietta let us help you. What's happened to you?" I shook my head. "I just hurt my shoulder tonight, I'm fine. Go away." I said and Murphy slowly made his way over and moved my hand before I could react and saw the scar. "Where did you get that girl? That thing is badass." I rolled my eyes and glanced at Conner. "They're father did it." I sighed and pushed past them, ignoring the pain and stood up. "You can't walk home like this." I went to say something, but the door opened and Matt walked in and saw us all. He ignored everyone else and came over to me.

"Are you alright Marietta?" I nodded and let him look at it. "Let's go." I said and grabbed the ice bag from Murphy's hand. All eyes were on us and everything was quiet. Matt wrapped his hand around my waist and was careful of my shoulder. "Marietta?" Conner called as we started toward the door and I glanced back. "What?" he walked over and handed me my phone. "You dropped this." I nodded and we walked out into the night.

I felt the note inside the phone and slipped it all into my pocket. "They have not changed much, except Rocco isn't their partner anymore." I nodded and sighed. "I just want to go home Matt." I whispered and he got a cab and we didn't speak again except for a goodnight.

I woke up with pain aching in my shoulder. I gasped at the pain and tried to sit up, but couldn't. I rolled onto my stomach and buried my face in the pillows. "Marietta?" Matt called from the other room and then footsteps told me he was coming. He touched my back and sat down on the edge of the bed. "It still hurting?" I nodded and he started rubbing it gently. "Maybe we should have it checked out? I mean it could be bad." I shook my head and rolled over again.

It was late, Eunice was probably sleeping, I grabbed my phone of the table and sent her a text telling her I fell asleep before I could text her and that I was fine and at home. She didn't say anything back, but I understood. "Are you sure?" "Matt" "Alright alright, I get it." he held up his hands in defeat and smiled. "It's late Matt, I just wanna go back to sleep." He nodded and stood up, then walked to the door. "You sure you don't need anything?" "I'm sure."

"Well goodnight." I mumbled a goodnight back and he left. I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling. I remembered the note and barely reached my jacket to get my phone. I got the note and opened it, tossing my jacket on the ground. It was sloppy handwriting, but I could read it.

"Marietta, I'm giving this to Doc to give to you; I'm sorry about everything, we shouldn't have dragged you into our fight. Our father is also sorry about shooting you all those years ago. I wish I could've said goodbye to you, but Da made us leave town after the trial, I miss you so much. I want to see you, but we need to lay low for a while, I hope you will understand. I was so worried about you after you left and I didn't hear from you for those 3 months between the trail and Rocco's death. He really thought highly of you, he knows you cared about him and he did too. I hope you get this before you think that I dumped you for no good reason, I want to be with you, but don't think it is good because of what I do, I worry about you. I hope to see you soon, if not, I at least hope you will not think badly of me because of this. I care for you a lot; you were probably the best thing to ever happen to me. I can't think of anything else to say, I just hope you will understand. Goodbye."

I noticed that the edges and folds were worn and almost about to rip. I read it again, hoping to see a secret message or something, Murphy must have written it before he found out I left. But why did Conner have it? He gave it to me, maybe Murphy couldn't give it to Doc, and maybe he was scared. I sighed folded it up, and then sat it under my mattress. I looked at the ceiling, trying to sort out all the new thoughts going through my head.

Murphy wanted to be with me, I want to be with him, but we worry about each other because of our lives, scared we would be used to hurt the other. I sat up and pulled my knees to my chest. "Murphy…" I whispered and got up. I walked over to the door and walked outside into the chilly breeze. I looked out at the lights that were still lighting the city with an eerie glow.

I gently rubbed my shoulder and leaned against the railing, searching. I looked around, not really knowing what I was actually searching for. "What am I supposed to do?" I whispered to the empty wind and sighed. I blinked away a few tears forming and looked up at the night sky, stars everywhere. They were simply beautiful at my family's home; I remember staring at them with Matt every night.

I saw a falling star and smiled, closing my eyes and making a wish. When I opened I saw it was gone and suddenly I was cold. I walked back inside and crawled into my bed, curling up into a ball and drifting off to sleep.

So many new questions and I doubt I'm getting any answers.