The Honest Truth| Rhett and Link

1: Prologue: One Year Ago....

Try to ease the pain. Play Raven. If they tell you to be quiet, go on YouTube. Watch your favorite videos. Try to smile. Try to laugh. Try to ease the pain.

I repeated those words to myself countless times while in the back of the police car.

Try to ease the pain. Play Raven. The Bach duet never failed--

I clutched Raven's case, trying to hold back tears. I used to play the duet with someone. For now on I would have to play it alone.

Forget the duet. Try Vivaldi's Concerto in A Minor. Just try. Ease the pain. Kara, you can do this.

I shook my head, tears shaking off my cheeks. That was a total lie. I couldn't do it. I couldn't forget about what happened. It wasn't that simple.

You don't have to answer their questions. If the police ask about what happened, tell them that you don't know. It's not a total lie.

It wasn't. All I remembered was waking up to a bloodcurdling scream, five deafening gunshots, and one thing racing through my mind: call 911.

I looked at Raven. She was the only thing that I was able to save from the house.

Not the only thing, remember? The picture.

I looked at the picture that was in my other hand. It was a blurry photograph, but I could make out the faces. There was Mom, Dad, and the tall guy.

I tried to decipher the look of the tall guy. I never met him. 

That's a total lie.

I met him before when I was about three. The day before Dad died. I don't remember what he looked like, I just remember him talking to Dad, who was in his hospital bed. He had a firm voice.

I shook my head.

Now both of your parents are gone.

I was crying. I hugged Raven. She was pretty much the only thing I had left. I made a promise to myself from that day on.

Never let anyone take Raven from you.

I promised myself that. I would never let anyone separate us. I cried, knowing that if anyone did take her, I would be left alone. No parents, no violin, no one who cares.

Come on, be hopeful. Try to stay positive. Maybe you'll be adopted by a YouTuber. Maybe one of your favorites.

I shook my head solemnly. No YouTuber would ever be greater than Mom. But I had to say, it was possible. Many YouTubers lived in LA. It was possible.

Shut up.

My mind forgot how to be positive. I knew that nothing would be the same.

But I kept hope.

I tried to imagine the tall guy. I made another stupid promise.

You will find him and you will try with all your might to make him adopt you.

I sighed.

Try to ease the pain....

So, I hope you enjoyed this! I definitely enjoyed writing this chapter. Please feel free to tell me what you think in the comments! I love to hear what y'all have to say.

-Mel