Preface

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Preface.

*8 years ago*

"I'll never be anything, Cassie."

"Kel, how can you say that? Your band is just getting started. Don't expect anything so soon." I muttered. I hated when he tore himself up.

"I'm sixteen, for Christ's sake. I need to do something with my life. High school sucks ass, I'm ready to leave this God awful town and just... make a fucking name for myself."

Flustered, I couldn't reply. I just sunk back in the passenger seat and let him ramble on about how horrible he is and how he would never leave Douglasville, Georgia.

*Present Day*

As I sit here, staring blankly at the black and white keys on the piano, I think of the time of when I knew him... When Kellin and I were attached at the hip. Now, he's this big time rock star who probably doesn't even remember the ten years we spent together. From the age of eight to eighteen, we were inseparable. Then, he got involved with his music, and I got involved in mine, and the rest is history.

Unfortunately for me, Kellin actually had his dream come true, and with that came the fact that he never spoke to me again.

Ten years of friendship down the drain.

And now, every time I see his damn picture in a magazine, or poster, I only have one natural instinct.

And that's to stab him in the heart, just like he did to me.

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