"Admit it" Vinny said getting a smirk out of me. "Admit that you are in love with Mikey Fusco." Vinny said laughing, chasing me around the park. "Not Ever." I laughed looking back at Vinny. "I have never been, and never will be." Vinny stopped chasing me and took a breath. "You are a liar." He said nonchalantly, how could I admit I liked Mikey Fusco, because I didn't like anything in my life anymore. I was now living with my sister and her jerk boyfriend in New Jersey where I didn't know anybody, I liked the biggest asshole in town, and I was having the time of my life. great.

Life had always been hard for me. I shut everyone out, I always thought they didn't need the trouble. I got bad grades, smoked and drunk alot. Nobody but my mom had ever given me a second glance, but she died when I was 10. About two years after she died, this boy Jake, made fun of me for crying on her birthday. I got so angry I beat him up, I broke 3 of his ribs, and his nose. Nobody has ever fucked with me since then, except the occasional douchebag. I've always been the outcast, nobody pays attention to me. The teachers don't even care what I do anymore. All I want, no all I need, is someone who cares. But no matter how many shooting stars I wish on, I will always be alone..or so I thought.

3 years ago, my Step Dad adopted a son. His name was Hunter. For 13 years of his life, Hunter was neglected and abused by his parents. Beaten and raped, Hunter knew nothing good of the world. His Father eventually became a socio-path and shot the Mother. But as he was about to kill Hunter, Police arrived. The Dad shot himself instead. Hunter is now 16 and has been living in my family for 3 years. It's an understatement to say that we don't get along. Hunter is just angry at the world. He drinks and smokes and swears and fights. He kicks me and punches me simply because he's scared. He pushes everyone away. He has flashbacks and nightmares and can't seem to take anymore. Though I know he has reasons for being such an inconsiderate asshole, I still hate him. Our family has now moved to Cyprus. We're only staying for a while, so we just got a small appartment. Bad part about that? It's got 2 rooms. Me and Hunter have to share. At first I hate it. But then over the weeks, I begin to see how broken Hunter Storm really is. He's not just a dick, he's scared. And I'm slowly starting to comfort him through his troubles. We're getting somewhere, but then the worst possible thing happens. But strangley, it's bringing us closer. He's sleeping in my bed, he's crying to me, he's holding my hand. I'm holding him at night, I'm wearing his hoodies, I'm smiling at his touch. Before I even realize it, I'm in love. { Strong Language Throughout! Includes Physical/Sexual Abuse Scenes & Sex Please Don't Read If Bad Language Makes You Cry. But If You Like Hot Emo Boys With Lip Rings, Read Ahead ^.^ }

This is it. This is it for Kat and Hunter. Well, for us it is. For the, it's only the beginning. <3