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There, tattooed on his wrist, was a thing that made me gasp and step back, eyes wide.

It was the symbol of the Order.

Alek's POV

Chloe scrunched her eyebrows together and took a step closer to the coffin, looking at her father's wrist. Suddenly, she jerked back and gasped.

"Chloe?" I moved my arm around her waist to support her so she wouldn't fall down. "What's wrong?"

"H-his.." Her eyes were glued to her father's wrist. So I looked at it. And my blood froze. It was a symbol of the order.

People started looking at us curiously, so I practically carried Chloe to one of the seats.

"It's..I'm sure it's nothing, love." I soothingly rubbed her back.

"What do you mean it's nothing? He has a tattoo of a symbol of the Order on his wrist. You know-the organization out to kill me?" she hissed.

Suddenly, Chloe's mom came up to the podium, sniffling and teary-eyed.

"I would like everyone to say their last words to my husband." She swallowed. "You can say a poem, sing a song, or just talk. But I'm sure he would like to hear your words in heaven." She dabbed at her eyes. Chloe widened her eyes.

"I didn't prepare anything.." She whispered as her mom made a long speech about how much she loved him.

"So sing something." I whispered back.

"I can't sing!" She exclaimed. I shrugged.

"It doesn't matter. No one will care-it's a funeral, love."

She sighed. "Fine."

"And so I would like to introduce my daughter, Chloe, to say something about her father." Her mom ushered Chloe up, and Chloe fidgeted at the microphone nervously.

"Hi." She said. "I'm..going to be singing a song. For my daddy." She said. She cleared her throat and looked at me. I nodded encouragingly.

She cleared her throat again and started singing:

I always needed time on my own
I never thought I'd need you there when I cry
And the days feel like years when I'm alone
And the bed where you lie is made up on your side
When you walk away I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now?
When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through
The day and make it okay
I miss you
I've never felt this way before
Everything that I do reminds me of you
And the clothes you left, they lie on the floor
And they smell just like you, I love the things that you do
When you walk away I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now?
When you're gone

The pieces of my heart are missing you
And when you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
And when you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through
The day and make it okay
I miss you
We were made for each other
Out here forever
I know we were, yeah
And all I ever wanted was for you to know
Everything I'd do, I'd give my heart and soul
I can hardly breathe I need to feel you here with me, yeah
When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
And when you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
And when you're gone
All the words I need to hear will always get me through
The day and make it okay
I miss you

She ended her song and she hurriedly placed the microphone back onto its stand, not even waiting for applause. She practically ran to the seat next to me and buried her face into my shirt.

Her voice was..amazing. I was still in shock. When she started singing I swear everyone in the audience held their breath. I wrapped my arms around her and rocked her back and forth as other people made their way to the podium.

So, all in all, the funeral was a disaster. But it would be weird if Chloe wasn't crying. We got home and she asked me to wait on the roof a little as she showered and changed into pajamas. I nodded and ran home to change out of my suit. Her mom locked herself in her bedroom, and we could both hear her crying and flipping through picture albums.

I came back, and Chloe was on her bed, curled into a little tight ball. I sighed and I lifted her under the covers, and crawled in with her.

"Do you think he was ordered to kill me? Do you think that's why he killed himself? Is it my fault?" She whispered.

CPOV

"Do you think he was ordered to kill me? Do you think that's why he killed himself? Is it my fault?" I whispered. I was curled up under the covers with Alek, and I've never felt more safe in my life. His arms were my safe spot, my happy spot. His arms tightened around me, and I heard him inhale sharply.

"Absolutely not. Why in the world would you think it's your fault? You haven't seen him since you were eight." He said. I still wasn't convinced. We were silent for a really long time.

"You smell nice." I said. Out of the seriousness of the situation, I had to say it. Because my nose was smushed up against his chest and he did. He smelled incredible.

He burst out laughing. "It's called bathing. Try it." He teased me. I laughed, remembering the time he pushed me into a wall at school.

"How do you do it?" I asked, smiling."

"Do what?" He asked, confused.

"Make me laugh when I'm sure I can't even smile."

He smirked. This is what love is supposed to be like. Natural and caring and fun. I'm sure he wasn't trying to make me smile or laugh-he was just being himself. And that's what I loved. He wasn't saying "I'm sorry for your loss" or anything. He was just..comforting in his own ways.

"Have I ever told you that I love you?" I grinned. He grinned back.

"I dunno. Have I ever told you that I love you?"

"Nope. I'd like to hear it again." I teased.

"Well, then. I love you." He kissed the top of my head. "We should sleep now. It's getting pretty late.." He drifted off. I blinked at him in surprise. Did he seriously just fall asleep in like, five seconds?

I laid in bed in his warm arms for about forty-five minutes, trying to fall asleep. Alek mumbled a little in his sleep, but not loud enough for me to hear what he was saying. His arms stayed wrapped protectively around me the whole time-not that I was complaining.

I slipped out of his arms slowly, trying not to wake him. I got up out of bed and tucked the covers more firmly around him and smoothed back his hair. I went downstairs and gulped down a cup of water, and then went onto the roof and sat there, staring at the stars.

How did Alek do this every night? It was freezing, and would be pretty boring if you didn't like looking up at the sky as much as I did. And I don't classify Alek as a star-gazer kind of guy.

I just laid there on my back thinking about..everything. I thought about how my mom was just starting to come back to me – I wonder if she would close herself off to the world again. About how Amy and Paul are starting to become my friends again. About how Brian knew about the Mai, and how he was apart of the Order. About how my dad was apart of the Order, and he killed himself. About how Alek was always there for me, and I loved him.

Suddenly, something tackled me. I let out a sharp shriek. We wrestled on the roof for a while, and I managed to kick them off. They lunged for my neck, but I ducked and moved out of the way. They grabbed my hair and pulled me towards them, and they tied a gag around my mouth. I tried to breathe in to scream for help, but there were knock-out drugs on the rag. My world got fuzzy and I couldn't think straight. Then, everything turned black, and I felt myself being hauled off of the roof.

The last thing I heard was Alek screaming my name.

So whad'ja think? :D Good? Bad..?

And the song was When You're Gone by Avril Lavigne. I dunno. I just really like it when people sing. Ahahah. I sing a lot in real life, so maybe that's why. So, yea! Review, please! It would make my day.[':