chapter 1

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My Eyes swung open

"Bash!" I panicked.
My body was drenched in sweat as I laid in bed. I wiped my wet hair from my face, and took a deep breath. "this cant keep happening" i told myself redundantly. I've been waking up in pain, thinking that a part of me is missing or dying inside. The doctors said I was suffereing from sleep paralysis, but I doubt it.
I laid In bed for a couple of minutes, before I rolled out. My dark red hair was a mossy mess. I walked towards the hall bathroom. I touched the knob and a hand landed on mine; it was soft and a bit sweaty. He chuckled at my startled face.
His eyes were green and his hair very dark brown, he had this skater vibe that kinda made me intrigued; The way he dress the way he wears his beanie and tight jeans. My hand was shaking under his grip, "I'm sorry" I said in a low voice as I removed my hand immediately. Jack's hand lingered on the door knob for a while. He sighed warily; I heard his heart beat, it sounded like music to my ears. His pulse played its own symphony as I listened closely I wanted to listen more to get in deeper.

Jack shook his head. "There's no need for any apologies, we both have to compromise. Living under one roof is going to be complicated." I didn't know what to say, so I didn't say anything I just walked right into the bathroom I shut the door right in front of jack's face and leaned against the door.
Jack's my step brother. We didn't have much of a relationship until i started dating his best friend, though it's still kind of awkward. Mom and dad got a divorce 2 years ago. My mom found her new match and she believes he's the love of her life, I highly doubt it m. Dad left us for this women that's old enough to be my sister. Mom married this guy name Josh. Josh is an entrepreneur/scientist he owns his own biotech company. Mom is just an ordinary Real estate agent, Dad however is a lawyer, he works non-stop therefore he has no time to see me. Mom complain all the time about that, but It doesn't bother me much.

I turned on the faucet and attempted to rinse my face, until I looked in the mirror. My face looked extremely timid, my stone marble blue eyes had bags underneath it. I closed my eyes. All I could see was this masculine face calling out to me like a siren calling a sailor; his eyes were as blue as mine but more intense his hair was leather black and his skin was excessively pale. I swung my eyes open immediately. The faucet was still running, as hot water steamed the mirror. I turned the water temperature to a much cooler scale. I rinsed my face and sprinkled a little bit of water on my hair. I had flashbacks about events that was so unclear, it didn't make sense. I  took a deep breath and poured more water on my face. I looked back into the mirror and i saw trees, lights and people with a social life, enjoying themselves. Drinking and partying was my life, maybe it still is, i'm not sure what i live for anymore. I saw images of teens with red plastic cups in their hands. In high school red cups symbolizes, rebels and their misunderstood and misguided ways. It represents a child with a need to escape, sounds cliche but it true facts. I closed my eyes, i saw those dark blue eyes once more. I opened it, wiped my face with a warm clean towel. I opened the bathroom door, all I could hear from downstairs was a lot of miscommunication.

I stood on the top stair and listened into commotion. My inhuman hearing abilities is very useful in situations like this.

"If I bring her it's going to ruin everything. By her not coming i think i'm doing everyone a favor." Jack was pleading against something my mom had said. All i remember from yesterday was me and Christian, my boyfriend and i trying to avoid the topic of college because that the only thing that breaks us down.

"Your only saying that to spare Christians feeling" Mom said. I wish i remembered what happened yesterday, guilt ate me up for a reason that i couldn't quite understand.

"I know, but he doesn't want to see her. He's my best friend and I've known him longer. And it's not easy for him to see her face, their going through something right now and i just want to stay out of it the best i can without complicating things."

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