Chapter one

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Chapter one

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Kierra's POV

I've never been rich. My family wasn't poor, we were average and had enough money to sustain us. Unnecessary spending was a no no.

When I was little my father used to get me a puzzle piece for every special occasion, like my birthday, Christmas, or even if I won a prize from school or something.

I saved every piece of the puzzle. My father promised me that we would put it together on my 10th birthday and I held on to that promise. Even though it was such a little gift I appreciated it and those puzzle pieces were very dear to me.

Unfortunately my parents died three days after my 9th birthday.

Sitting on my bed in my little apartment I held the finished puzzle in my hands crying my eyes out.

It's a bird.

Not just any bird but a wren. They're my favourite. They're so beautiful and carefree. I wish I was like that. Carefree I mean.

I'm already beautiful.

I sighed wiping my tears trying to pull myself together. Brent will be here soon and I don't want him to see me like this. And no, Brent's not my boyfriend. He happens to be my gay best friend.

We've known each other since high school. I'm his motivator, he says. He is always there for me and vice versa. He's seen me in my weakest moments and my most broken state and I him.
I've been stressing a lot lately because of these bills and shit. I had to take out of my savings to buy a house just to pay a stupid rent. Brent decided that I need a break so we're going out tonight. His boyfriend, Chris, owns a club in the city called 'Cloud Nine' so we're going there.

I stood up off the bed taking a deep breath I walked over to my closet trying to find something to wear. After I found my outfit I hopped into the shower trying my best to be quick. I don't want Brent to get here and I'm not ready. He's kinda on the crazy side.

Not really in the mood to dress up I just threw something on leaving my hair down. ( pic of outfit above ^). Surprisingly, I actually looked pretty damn good without even trying.

Just as I was getting impatient and about to call Brent he burst through the door with his overly dramatic self.

"Bitch, you better get your fat ass up a start walking through that door before I get impatient, and don't even-"

He cut himself off realising that I'm ready and waiting.

"Oh." He blinked blushing a little.
"Well, this is a first. What's gotten into you?" He asked bewildered.

"Oh shut up, before I change my mind." I rolled my eyes grabbing my bag and strutting past him.
"Okay..." He muttered trailing behind me.

We got outside and went into the car silently. We were like three minutes away from the club when Brent abruptly stopped the car swinging off the road like a mad man and I swore my heart just took a panic leap out of my chest.

"Brent, what the hell!" I screamed, holding my chest trying to put my heart back in place.

"Sorry." He said giving me sheepish smile. "Its just that you've been silent all night and its kinda weird because you literally never shut up, like seriously you talk non-stop and honestly all of this quietness is kinda creeping me out because-"

I placed my hand over his mouth silencing him. "And I'm the one that can't shut up." I muttered smiling. He was blushing furiously. I swear this boy is too cute.

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