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Maddie POV

The ride home is silent, but oddly enough it's a comfortable silence. Allen has that aura about him and it's one of the many things that attracted me to him. He's never once made me uncomfortable, even earlier after learning what he's done and his blow up after finding out that his nasty ex had been the one to tell me.

Reaching out, I grab his hand that rests on his thigh and I lace our fingers together. He looks over at me with a soft smile that I can't help but return. "I love you, Allen. No matter what. Please don't forget that," I whisper into the dark cabin of the truck and I can see the haunted look on his face when the lights on the light poles shine over his face every few seconds.

"Once I'm done telling you everything, I really hope so, Mads. I really do," he whispers back, not looking at me. The only thing filling the quiet void between Allen and I is the radio playing quietly in the background. One of my favorite songs growing up was and still is one of my favorites: 'My Everything' by 98' Degrees starts playing and Allen releases his hold on my hand to turn up the volume some before recapturing it within his.

I look over at him, shocked at his action and a small closed mouth smirk graces his handsome face. "I heard this song come on the radio the other day and it reminded me of you. So I guess you could say, I dedicate this song to you, darlin'; because you are my everything. And you always will be. No matter what happens tonight," Allen tells me.

Readjusting myself, I as best as I can rest my head on his shoulder, keeping our joined hands in my lap. "I love you, Allen," I whisper.

I feel him press a kiss to the top of my head, "I love you, too, darlin'. Always," he whispers back.

Pulling into the driveway, we both get out of the truck with Allen grabbing my bag for me and I silently follow him into the house where he places my bag on the floor in front of the steps. I know he's delaying with his slow movements, so I grab Allen's hand and pull him into the living room, sitting us on the couch.

He looks up and over at me with so much sadness and fear in his eyes that it breaks my heart. "Just start from the beginning, baby," I tell him softly. Breaking eye contact once more, Allen looks out into space and begins to tell me everything.

*Flashback*

Mom and dad were out on a date night, so I had the house to myself. I occupied my time by playing my wrestling video game on my Xbox. I've always been an Xbox kid from the beginning. All of my other friends are PlayStation kids. I roll my eyes at that. I really don't know what is so great about the PlayStation.

I'm currently using The Undertaker as he goes up against Mankind in a Hell in a Cell match and let's just say Mankind doesn't stand a chance. I grin as I tombstone Mankind in the middle of the ring and go in for the pin. I yell out in victory as I jump to my feet with my hands in the air. I'm brought out of my celebration haze when there is a loud knock on the door, closely followed by the doorbell ringing.

Pausing the game, I make my way to the front door and open it to find 2 police officers standing there with solemn looks on their faces. "Can I help you?" I ask them, confused as to why they are on my front porch.

"You're Allen Jones, son of George and Mary Jones?" The taller one of the 2 ask and I nod my head. "We're devastated to inform you, but your parents have just been in a car accident and I regret to tell you that neither of them made it. The other person…" I completely zoned them out after hearing that I literally just lost both my parents in one night.

I begin to yell and scream, breaking whatever I could get my hands on until I was stopped by one of the officers, "son, I know you're hurting, but this isn't the way to go about it. Do you have anyone who you can stay with?" They ask and I shake my head as tears begin to pour down my face.

"No. I don't," I whisper, breaking away from them and sit on the porch steps, holding my head in my hands as I continue to cry. They can't be gone! What am I going to do?!

"He can stay with me," I hear and I look up to see Miss Susie standing there with tears in her own eyes. I stand up and bolt into her arms, my hold tight as I cry harder into her shoulder. "I know, baby. I know, sweetheart. As soon as I learned, I made my way over here. I'm so sorry, honey. I can't even imagine how much you're hurting right now," Miss Susie whispers into my hair before pressing a motherly kiss to the top of my head.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but how do you know Mr. Jones?" The officer asked Miss Susie.

"I'm a good friend of his parents. I run the local convenience store in town."

*End Flashback*

"Oh my god, Allen. Baby, I'm so sorry," I say, resting my hand on his thigh, but he grabs it and intertwines our fingers, pressing a kiss to the back of it before placing them back into his lap.

Allen releases a small, but pained laugh as he continues to look forward. "Just wait; it gets better," he replies with a shake of his head.

*Flashback*

It's been a week since my parents death and I still feel completely numb inside. I just don't know what to do anymore. The man who killed them is behind bars, but it does nothing to ease my heartache and Miss Susie has become my legal guardian until the day I turn 18. She's left me alone for the most part and I couldn't be more thankful to her for it.

I watch my parents get lowered into the ground and I just can't understand why it was them who had to be taken away. Why was it them who had to lose their lives? They were good people damn it! They didn't deserve to die this way!

Not being able to watch the sight in front of me anymore, I turn my back and walk out of the cemetery, having no destination in mind. I just can't be here right now. I can't be around fake ass people, giving me their condolences when half of them didn't even give a shit.

As I'm walking down the street, I hear someone call my name. "Hey Jones," they say and I just ignore them and keep walking. "Come on, Jones. I know you can hear me," they say again and now I'm getting annoyed. Don't they know I just want to be left alone for christ sake!

Turning around, I go to tell off whoever it is bothering me and I stop dead in my tracks when I realize who it is. "What do you want?" I ask, keeping my guard up. I don't want any trouble and this person is the definition of trouble.

"I think you know," Matt the town druggy replied, closing the distance between us. "I know you're hurting man and I can give you a way to make all the pain go away," he says, pulling a small baggie of a white power substance…"it's coke, if that's what you're wondering," he adds, answering my unasked question.

"No. No way, dude," I respond, backing up and turning away. There is no way in hell that I'd do that shit. Not in a million years. My parents would be disappointed in me if I ever touched that stuff. 'Yeah, but they're not alive anymore. They won't know. So there is no reason for them to be disappointed in you.' I fight myself internally before stopping in my tracks.

There is a satisfied smirk on the blonds face when he sees me turning back around to face him. "I'm taking it that you've changed your mind?" Matt asks and I mutely nod my head, following him back to his place.

*End Flashback*

Allen looks over at me when I've stayed silent for too long and a semi guarded look crosses his face. "So, do you still want to be with me now? You haven't said anything in a while and it's making me think that my assumptions were right when I said what I did earlier," he says quietly, releasing the hold he has on my hand and gets up from his spot next to me.

I'm startled out of my thoughts when I feel Allen leave my side and I look up at him in confusion, but it morphs into hurt when I see him looking down at me like I'm a stranger. "Baby, why…why did you get up? Why are you looking at me like that?" I ask him, my voice becoming smaller.

Getting up from my spot on the couch, I approach Allen and place my hands on his chest before running them up to wrap about his neck. "Allen, come on, baby. Talk to me…please," I whisper, petting the ends of his hair.

"Why are you still here?" He asked bluntly and I blink up at him, dumbfounded that he would even ask me that.

"What?" I ask, my voice small, looking up into his haunted blue eyes.

"Why are you still here, Maddie?" Allen asks again, his voice hard and tears begin to form in my eyes. I move my arms from around his neck, down to wrap around his lean waist, tightening my hold on him.

"How can you even ask that? I told you, I'm not going anywhere, Allen. I love you, so much and I'm not going to let what you chose to do in the past affect our relationship and how I feel about you. Why are you expecting me to just up and leave you because of what you did 20 years ago?" I retort, not backing down when Allen tries to push me away.

The look in Allen's eyes shift into one I can't pinpoint and he breaks my hold on him, creating distance between us once more. I look over at him with hurt and devastation, finding it hard to breathe as the tears begin to gather in my eyes. "Allen, talk to me!" I cry out, not stopping the tears as they finally fall from my eyes.

"Because I relapsed 3 years ago and only just got clean last year!" He bellows out and I look at him in complete shock as I watch him fall to his knees, looking like a broken man and it breaks my heart. I hurry over to him and get down to his level, wrapping my arms around his shaking frame and it's then that I realize he's crying.

"Allen, baby. Don't cry, please. It's going to be okay. I'm not going anywhere and you're not going to lose me. But you need to talk to me. How and why? You were clean for almost 15 years; what happened?" I ask him quietly, running my fingers through his hair as he grips onto me as if his life depends on it. "Hey, shh. Calm down, baby. Please," I plead to Allen, pressing a kiss to the top of his head.

I can't, Maddie. It hurts," he whispers, brokenly and I tighten my hold on him.

"Yes you can, baby and I know it hurts, but you've got me; I'm not going anywhere. I promise," I whisper back into his hair. "Can you look at me, please?" I ask Allen softly and he pulls back, obeying my request and the look in his eyes hurts me more than I could have ever imagined.

"I'm not going anywhere, Allen. No matter what you tell me, okay? I love you with everything in me and I can't picture my life without you in it," I reassure him and then an idea comes to mind. Releasing my hold on Allen, I get to my feet and hold my hands out to him, "come on, let's go upstairs," I tell him quietly and he takes my hand, letting me help him to his feet.

"Maddie…what are you doin'?" Allen asks, but regardless follows me up the stairs and into his bedroom. I kick off my shoes and climb onto his bed, patting the spot next to me.

"I'm not doing anything. We are going to sit right here and I want you to finish telling me everything. Then if you're up for it, I want you to take and claim me like you never have before. I want you to know that I am yours and you are mine; no matter what happens or what you tell me," I propose to him and I can see the look in his eyes change once more.

Allen joins me on the bed and pulls me into his arms and onto his lap, wrapping me up in his scent and warmth. There is nowhere else I'd rather be than right where I am. He takes a deep breath and buries his face into my hair, pressing a kiss there before he continues. "Miss Susie was the one to help pull me back from how deep into the drugs I went. If it wasn't for her, I probably wouldn't be here right now. I overdosed and if she didn't find me when she did, I'd be dead," he tells me quietly and I press myself further into Allen's frame, burying my face into his chest.

Gripping onto his upper arm, I tighten Allen's hold on me. "Oh Allen, baby. I'm so sorry," I whisper brokenly as tears begin to fall from my eyes once more. "I'm so glad she found you when she did," I add on in a whimper and Allen tightens his hold on me even more, pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

"Me too, baby. Me too. Because I wouldn't be here right now with you…the love of my life, in my arms and in my life. After…Jessica…" Allen begins and the distain for her that I hear in his tone, has me hating this woman even more than I already do. "…cheated on me with my former best friend, Chris, I thought I was just damaged goods and that I'd never truly find love and someone who'd love me unconditionally. But I did and you have no idea how grateful I am that it's you," he whispers in my ear before pressing a kiss to the side of my neck. "I love you, so much, Maddie…so much and I don't know what I'd do without you, baby."

"You'll never have to find out because I'm not going anywhere, Allen," I tell him softly, determination in my voice letting him know I mean every single word.

"I know that now and I'll never question it ever again. But…" Allen says, taking a deep breath and I can both hear and feel his heart beating wildly in his chest.

"It's okay, baby. Take your time," I tell him, leaning up to press a kiss to his beard covered jaw in comfort.

I feel Allen nod his head, but it doesn't take him long to continue. "…Jessica. It was Jessica who made me relapse," he said quietly into the room and I stiffen in his arms. Pulling away to where I can see his face, I look up at Allen to find hatred and sadness shining in his blue eyes.

"That bitch did what?" I growl out and my body begins to shake with rage at what she's done to Allen. She not only almost killed him, she cheated on him with his best friend. The two people who were suppose to love and be there for him betrayed him in the worst way possible.

"Baby, please don't do anythin' irrationally. I don't want anythin' happenin' to you; you're too precious to me, darlin'," Allen begs me quietly, but I can't promise him that I won't.

"No Allen, I can't do that. She betrayed you in the worst ways possible and you're telling me not to go after her?" I retort back, anger still coursing through my veins at what this bitch did.

"I don't want anythin' happenin' to you, Maddie. I know you can defend yourself, but I don't want you gettin' yourself into trouble because of me," Allen responds and I shake my head.

"I'd do anything for you, Allen. And that includes beating the shit out of your disgusting ex," I growl out.

"And I love you for that, but I don't want you doin' anythin' that's gonna get you into trouble. Especially not for me," he tells me. I look at him like he's gone crazy. I know I've only know this man for a little over a month, but I'd go to jail for him if it meant that that bitch got put into her place. She almost killed the man I love and I'm not going to let that go.

"Allen, she almost killed you; I can't just let that go. I'd go to jail happily knowing she got put in her place for what she did to you…" I rant and Allen cuts me off.

"You are going to do no such thing, Madison. Besides, I'm not completely finished with explaining everything to you. Learning what Jess did is nothing compared to what I'm about to tell you," he says and I look up at him in anger, even though it's directed at the blond bitch.

"How in the hell could you almost dying like that not be as bad as what you're about to tell me?!" I cry out and Allen frames my face with his large hands and wipes the tears from my eyes before pressing a kiss to my parted lips. And it's a kiss different from every other one he's ever given me before. "Why did you just kiss me like that?" I breathe quietly.

"Because I'm about to tell you who killed my parents. And after you find out who did, you might want nothing to do with me anymore and I needed to get that one last kiss in, if it's the last kiss I'll ever get from you," Allen explains to me and I look up at him in disbelief.

"Why the hell would who killed your parents make me no longer want anything to do with you? It's not like either one of my parents did it," I said, spouting out random bullshit and the pointed look mixed with agony in Allen's eyes when I say that has me snapping my mouth shut. My eyes widen at the realization. My dad hates Allen so much because of not only doing hard drugs, but because he found me and we fell in love. Allen was bound to tell me at some point and he didn't want me finding out that he had killed two people. Them being Allen's parents just makes the whole situation worse because it puts me in a bad position.

When I refocus back into the room and reconnect my eyes with Allen's, he looks down at me in pain and sorrow, but his change from sorrow into fear when he realizes I've figured it out. "Maddie," he says just above a whisper and more tears form in my eyes as I shake my head, not wanting to believe it.

"My dad killed your parents…" I say quietly and Allen nods his head. "Oh my god," I breathe, beginning to shake in complete shock.

"I'm so sorry, Maddie," Allen whispers into my hair and I pull back to look up at him once more with question in my eyes.

"Why are you apologizing to me? My father killed your parents," I cry. "It's why he's been so mean to you since I've gotten here and he found out we've been together," I say out loud and I can feel Allen nod his head again.

"It's why he didn't want me around you. Because he didn't want you to find out what he's done when he realized how close we had gotten," Allen replies quietly.

"It's why you shut down every time I asked you about your past. This was it; all of it," I say and Allen silently nods his head. "Oh Allen, I'm so sorry," I add on and then a thought occurs to me. "Allen, why are you with me if you know my father killed your parents?" I ask him, pulling back, looking up at him skeptically.

"That look on your face is why I didn't want to tell you. I can't bear to see you look at me like this. But I can promise you Maddie, I'm not making any of this up. I swear on my life that I'm not. I didn't know who you were when we ran into each other at Missy's. I connected the dots when I came to your house that night to apologize and when your father came outside and I noticed who he was, it all made sense. But I was already in love with you by then, that I didn't care that he was your father. I should have left you right then and there, but then it occurred to me that you had no idea about any of this, nor was any of it your fault. I can't hold against you for a poor choice he made 20 years ago.

"I thought that after you found out that you wouldn't want me anymore because I was accusing your father of something so tragic, but I can see the look in your eyes now that you believe everything I'm saying. It's why he's been they way he has to me…because he didn't want you to find out about what he did. And now that his health is where it's at…I'm thinking he was hoping to take all of this with him so that way you'd never know. At least not while he was alive," Allen explains to me.

I begin to cry harder and change my position to straddle Allen's lap, wrapping my arms around him tightly. "Baby, I'm so sorry," I whisper against his neck and I can feel him wrap his own arms around me, keeping me anchored to him.

"It's alright, darlin'. I'm just so relieved that you're still here and you still want me after everything you've just learned," he whispers back brokenly. I can feel him press a kiss to the side of my head before burying his face into my own neck. "I love you, so much Maddie."

Leaning back, I look into Allen's blue eyes and softly smile at him as I wipe the tears off his cheeks before brushing his bangs out of his face. "I love you, too, Allen. With my whole heart," I reply and he returns my smile, pressing a soft kiss to my lips.

"Does your offer of me claiming you over and over again still stand? Because I'd really like to make love to my girl right now. All night long. I just don't want to wake up to an empty bed again, darlin'," Allen says the last bit quietly and I lean back in, pressing a hard kiss to his lips.

"I can promise you, you'll be waking up to me, honey. And yes, that offer does still stand. Take me and make me yours, Allen," I breathe against his lips.