You couldn't really remember why you were there but it was too late to turn back. Into the circus you go!

"We're the worst couple," Remington laughed, lacing our fingers together. "Just two suicidal kids trying to make it through life." "I like your scars," I said, tracing my finger over the lines of his skin. "They make you who you are." He flashed a smile at me. "Thank you, baby." If only I'd known a few months later what I'd be facing.