Prologue
“Cayla, Cayla, pleeeeeease let me sit behind Uncle
Craig so I can see it when we drive by!” My three year old cousin asked
bouncing up and down.
I grinned down at him and lifted him into the car
seat behind my Dad. After all who could deny him anything with those blonde
curls and bright blue puppy dog eyes he set on everyone whenever he looked at
them.
We were on vacation in Florida and had booked tickets
for Disney World, but we wouldn’t be going there until tomorrow. Of course my
cousin was dieing to go and wanted to see it as we drove by on the way to the
hotel.
“Thank you Cayla!” He said excitedly clapping his
hands together and still trying to bounce up and down even though he was now
strapped into his seat.
“Cayla honey, hurry up we need to get going.” My
Mum called before climbing into the passenger seat next to my Dad who already
had his hands on the steering wheel ready to drive.
“Coming!” I shouted as I closed Toby’s door and
ran around the car to get in behind my Mum.
“Queit down Toby, your Uncle needs to
concentrate.” My Mum scolded the bouncy little boy, but I could hear the smile
in her voice. No one really could get angry with him, he was just too cute.
“Yes, Aunt Penny.” He answered as he stopped
bouncing.
I glanced at him and couldn’t help, but grin when
he started swinging his legs as the energy he seemed to have just poured out of
him.
The moment my Dad started the car and began to
drive Toby pressed his nose against the car window despite the fact we were
still a good thirty minutes away from Disney World. He had already spent the
last hour panicking because he realised he was on the wrong side of the car
after asking my parents which side it would be since I usually sat behind Dad.
Toby was like my little brother, he spent more
time with us than he did my Uncle Nick. His job took up so much of his time he
barely saw his son, but anyone that saw them together could tell that he adored
him even though he hadn’t been sure how to look after him when his wife had
left him with their newborn child and a note saying that she didn’t want to be
with him anymore. My uncle had almost had a nervous break down before my
parents had stepped in and helped him out.
He and my brother were twins, but their
personalities were like opposites, my Dad was carefree and happy, but my Uncle
was uptight and dealt with things by drowning them out with a bottle of
alcohol. He was a terrible drunk, but he had seemed to let up on it a bit
whenever he had his son with him. Him being the only other family we had me and
my parents tended to try and ignore it.
“Cayla, can you help me find Mickey when we go
please?” Toby asked me suddenly not even looking away from his window.
“Absolutely, we will search the whole place until
we find him.” I said rubbing my hand against his hair until it stuck up knowing
he hated it.
“Caaayla.” He whined.
I chuckled at his expression before he turned back
to the window.
“Cayla, stop teasing your cousin.” My Mum said.
I rolled my eyes. “Yes Mum.”
“Don’t roll your eyes at me sweetheart.”
I just laughed in response. She knew me way too
well, but then again she had given birth to me almost eighteen years ago so it
wasn’t much of a surprise.
“Are we almost there?” Toby asked who was on the
verge of bouncing in his seat again.
“Not far now.” My Dad answered as he navigated the
busy unfamiliar roads we were on.
I grinned as Toby finally gave in to his
excitement and started bouncing again. Dad suddenly braked with a curse and we
all shot forwards until our seatbelts halted us before any damage was done.
“Sorry about that guys, is everyone ok?” My Dad
asked looking around at us as we all nodded.
Toby’s eyes had gone wide and frightened looking
on the verge of tears.
“It’s ok Toby.” I told him
It was then that I realised we were in the middle
of a crossroads and my Dad didn’t seem to notice, he was still checking that we
were ok.
“Dad, look out!” I screamed as a car came towards
his side of the car going way too fast.
It was too late though, my Dad had no chance of
moving before the car collided with the side of the car. Then a car swerved in
front of us and smashed into the front as I began screaming. I was the only one
making a sound, I was the only one moving, I was the only one left alive.
Chapter 1
My screams woke me up with a jolt before I closed
my mouth panting. I had been reliving the same memory every single night for
the past month since it had happened.
I glanced around at my new unfamiliar bedroom at
my Uncle’s house in Forest Lake , Minnesota . The clock told me it was
5am , great it was my first day at this new school and
I was going to be exhausted. I had only moved in here yesterday, it had taken a
long time to sort out my parents house and finally sell it, but the moment the
offer had gone through all my stuff had been delivered here and I had been
taken by taxi.
My Uncle had shown me to my new room and that had
been all I had seen of him. He had looked absolutely terrible and from his
stagger and bloodshot eyes he had predictably been drowning his sorrows in the
form of alcohol rather than facing them.
I had cried so many times since the accident,
sometimes I would just see something that reminded me of one of them and would
have to excuse myself so I could collapse into a ball of broken-hearted sobs,
but no matter how many times I did it I still seemed full of the pain of them
being gone.
I was almost certain I wasn’t ready to go back to
school, but if I didn’t I would sit around all day and probably cry for most of
it so I had decided to go see what my new school would be like even though I
had spent the last month avoiding as many people as possible.
At seven thirty after failed attempts at
getting a bit more sleep I stumbled out of bed and made my way into my en-suite
bathroom for a shower. When I was done I felt a bit more awake and pulled on
some jeans and a plain t-shirt before drying my long wavy hair. After that I
went in to the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror.
There seemed to be almost permanent bags under my
blue eyes so similar to Toby’s with the exception of being slightly darker. The
small scar I had acquired a month ago in the accident just below my right eye
was still noticeable and my once shiny brown hair with natural blonde
highlights seemed to be dull and lifeless no matter how many times I washed it
or how many different hair products I used.
With a sigh I turned away from the mirror, picked
up my backpack from my bedroom and headed into the kitchen.
“Morning.” My Uncle muttered when I entered.
“Morning.” I answered as I noted all the signs of
a hangover.
We made small talk while I tried to swallow some
breakfast and he had morning coffee with a generous portion of vodka added. I
had never seen him drink this early before and if it was the only way he could
deal with the loss then it would only get worse.
It wasn’t much later before I said goodbye to him
and left his apartment. His apartment was on the seventh floor and I took the
elevator down before pulling my backpack onto my shoulder and exiting the
building giving a slight nod to the receptionist on the way.
Having avoided getting into a car unless
absolutely necessary since it had happened I walked to school. Although it was
completely ridiculous I felt like everyone was staring at me as I made my way
there. It had been that way since I had survived knowing if I hadn’t let Toby
sit in the seat I usually did then he would be the one alive. It felt like
everyone was blaming me for it, the guilt tried to consume me whenever someone
so much as glanced in my direction.
I zoned out for the remainder of the walk which
wasn’t uncommon for me to do nowadays. When I walked through the school doors I
almost turned around and ran back out when I realised that everyone actually
was staring at me. It took me a moment to remember that it would be because I
was now the new girl in the school.
I had made it all of about ten feet before I was
confronted in the hallway. My head rose slowly taking in long legs, blonde hair
and a body that most girls would die for. She and her two sidekicks were clad
in cheerleader outfits, it didn’t take a genius to realise they were the
popular girls and the look of hate that was directed at me suggested I had done
something wrong despite having never seen them before.
“I’m Maddy Rowe.” She stated with her nose raised
as if she didn’t have enough height on me.
“Hi.” I responded trying not to feel at all
intimidated.
“You’re the new girl.”
I just nodded at her.
“Don’t come near us.”
“Ok.” I replied wondering why the hell I would
want to be near someone like her.
“You’re too ugly to hang with us.” She added
before I could walk around her.
Her two sidekicks snorted.
“Gee, thanks.” I muttered before walking off
towards the receptionist to pick up my schedule.
I wasn’t clueless about how girls like her were,
there had been one at my last school and by now I was pretty much immune to
their petty insults, but she could have at least given me a chance to have done
something to offend her before she started.
Shaking my head I picked up my schedule and headed
to my first class, which was Biology.
After my talk with Maddy in the hallway and
picking up my schedule I turned up late and unfortunately just drew more
attention to myself, which I had really wanted to avoid. Everyone’s gaze was on
me as I asked if I was in the right class.
Mr Davis was giving me a death stare until I told
him I was new, then his eyes softened as he realised it wasn’t just a random
student interrupting his class.
“Cayla Thompson is it?” He asked looking at a
piece of paper on his desk.
I nodded in response trying not to fidget knowing
everyone was staring.
“If you just take this seat at the front we are
just starting on a new topic so you should be fine.”
I nodded again as I glanced at the seat he was
motioning to before looking at my feet letting my hair veil my face as I walked
over to it and sat down. Mr Davis turned towards the board and began writing on
it as I began to wonder if I was really ready to be here or not. I was pulled
out of my thoughts by a male voice, which I turned towards to find a skinny guy
with dark blonde hair, blue eyes and a boyish face giving him the appearance
that he was too young to be in this class.
I had to hold back tears at the similarities
between him and Toby as I wondered if he would have looked like that if he had
been given the chance to grow up.
“Sorry, what did you say?” I asked after blinking
and realising he had been talking to me.
He smiled. “Wow, you seemed to be in your own
world there for a moment. I was just saying hi, I’m Andrew and asking when you
had moved here.”
“Oh.” I forced a smile back. “I’m Cayla and I just
moved here yesterday.”
“I saw you in the hallway with Maddy, Suzanne and
Liz.” He stated. “They always give new students a hard time.”
I shrugged. “I think they need to be qualified in
the art of bullying to be cheerleaders.”
His eyes went wide as if he hadn’t been expecting
that before he snorted with laughter.
“Mr Rogers, would you like to share with the class
what’s so funny?” Mr Davis asked suddenly making me jump.
“No thank you sir, I’m good.” He answered seeming
to find it difficult to keep a straight face.
“Sorry.” I mouthed when the teacher had turned
back to the board.
He smirked and shrugged in response before we had
to start on our work.
“So, what’s your next class?” Andrew asked me as
we walked out of the room.
I glanced at my schedule. “English, Math, History
then Kickboxing.”
He looked over my shoulder and asked. “What
teachers?” I didn’t bother to answer as he could clearly read them. “Hmm, I’m
in your English and Kickboxing class.”
I just smiled in response, and before I could
return my eyes front I walked full force into somebody before I felt hands on
my shoulders steadying me.
“So sorry.” I muttered before looking up and up
into green eyes peeking out from black messy hair that had fallen across them.
“Sorry.” I muttered again before stepping away from the most attractive six
foot guy I had ever seen in my life.
“Don’t worry about it.” He answered letting his
hands drop from my shoulders before the corners of his full lips tilted upwards
into a smile. I couldn’t help, but smile in return. “Hey, you’re the new girl
right?”
I nodded in response that was all I could achieve
in that moment before Andrew snapped me out of it by grabbing my arm and
saying. “We are going to be late.”
I nodded. “Right.” I glanced at him one last time.
“Bye.” Before letting Andrew drag me off in another direction.
When we were out of earshot Andrew stopped and
waved a hand in front of me. “You should forget you ever saw him. Maddy will
kill you if you so much as look at Dominic the wrong way. She’s been after him
for years and as far as she’s concerned if she can’t get him no one can.”
I rolled my eyes. “I can think he’s attractive, I
mean who wouldn’t? It doesn’t mean I’m going to stalk him or anything.”
He chuckled. “I’m just warning you before she
threatens you.”
I just smiled in response, maybe school wouldn’t
be so bad if I had Andrew around to help stop me from thinking about certain
things.
English went by fast, but Math was much slower
without having Andrew to talk to or anyone else to distract me from letting the
memories into my head. By the time I walked into History I didn’t think I was
going to be able to make it through the rest of the day without falling apart.
“Hi. I’m Mr Lewis.” The teacher introduced
himself.
I could have sworn that he looked like an older
version of the guy I had walked into earlier.
“This is my son, Dominic he will help you to catch
up on what you’ve missed.”
I looked at his son, well that would explain the
similarities considering this guy was his father. I nodded and sat down next to
Dominic where he was pointing to. When I sat down I tried not to look at him
still feeling embarrassed for walking into him earlier, but he didn’t seem to
be bothered.
“Well, it seems we meet again.” He said with a
grin.
“It would seem so.” I murmured trying not to look
at him directly as I unpacked my stuff.
Faster than I could even process what he was doing
he had moved his chair closer to mine and pulled his history book between us
before explaining what they had been learning. I kept zoning out, he had a deep
sexy voice that I could have just listened to for hours without even taking in
any of the information.
Everything was going fine and I started to think
that I stood a good chance of making it through the day again until we got
halfway through history and Mr Lewis for some reason best known to himself
decided that it would be a good task for bonus points to write a five hundred
word essay on the history of Florida.
I grabbed onto the edge of the desk as I tried to
ignore the agony the memory of it caused me each time something like this
happened. I tried to steady my breathing, but it was coming out in short gasps
as I tried to hold back the tears that wanted to overflow.
“Hey, are you ok?” Dominic asked me suddenly.
I nodded and closed my eyes as I tried to get
myself under control, but closing my eyes only caused the memories to flash in
front of my eyelids and I snapped them open again tightening my grip on the
desk.
“Cayla, do you need to go to the nurse?” Mr Lewis
asked me.
I shook my head. “I th-think I just need some
air.”
I barely heard him say to Dominic. “Take her
outside son, if she gets worse take her to the nurse.”
Dominic was practically carrying me by the time we
got outside. The minute he let me go my weak knees gave way and they hit the
grass before I pressed my forehead down against it and tried to catch my
breath. Breathing in the fresh air helped a lot and somehow I managed to hold
back the tears that tried to bombard me.
When my breathing resembled something close to
normal I felt a hand on my back before I heard Dominic’s voice.
“What happened? One minute you were fine and the
next minute, well you weren’t fine.”
I lifted my
forehead from the grass and shook my head. “I’m ok, I just have panic attacks
sometimes.” I said knowing that was as close to the truth as I was willing to
tell anyone at the moment.
I looked at him into his concerned eyes and forced
a smile as if to emphasise that I was ok, but he frowned in return, which just
proved that my smile had looked as fake as it had felt.
“We should get back to class.” I said giving up on
trying to smile and getting to my feet only to wobble and feel my knees start
to give way before Dominic was grabbing my arms and steadying me. The skin on
his palms felt warm against my arms and I felt tingles run through my body
before he asked.
“Are you sure you’re ok?”
I nodded. “Thank you for taking me outside by the
way.”
“No problem.” He answered and we stayed silent as
we walked back to class.
When we entered the room we only had ten minutes
of class left and to my dismay I now noticed that Maddy was in my history
class. If looks could have killed I would have dropped dead on the spot at that
point. I was now on her hate list, great that was all I needed. Sighing I took
my seat next to Dominic again who kept looking at me as if he thought I was
going to drop on the floor. I looked down at the table until my hair had
covered my face, that way I could pretend that Dominic and his father didn’t
keep looking at me and that Maddy and her sidekicks weren’t staring holes into
the back of my head.
When lunch arrived I almost ran out of the
classroom and met up with Andrew before we headed to the cafeteria. After my
little episode in history I couldn’t force myself to eat anything no matter how
hard I tried. It wasn’t until we were halfway through our lunch hour and some
guys walked past calling Andrew names that I realised he didn’t have any
friends here and he was gay. He went quiet and looked at me as if he expected
me to get up and walk away from him when I found out, but I just sat there
wondering why people were so mean. When he realised I was staying he seemed to
relax again and went back to being chatty.
“Let’s go kick some ass!” He exclaimed when we
reached the sports hall used for our kick boxing class.
I grinned. “Sounds good as long as Maddy isn’t in
this class.” I had already told him about history leaving out the part about a
panic attack.
His face fell and I groaned knowing the answer
just from that look.
I tried to stop my brain from thinking that she
was going to kill me and make it look like an accident as I got changed into
some shorts and a t-shirt. After convincing myself that she wouldn’t kill me in
front of lots of people I went out into the hall and glanced around until I saw
Andrew before jogging over to him and standing next to him.
After a minute he smirked and whispered. “Dominic
is looking at you.”
I glanced around until I found him and Andrew was
right he was definitely looking at me. Our eyes met and he smiled at me without
looking away, I gave him a slow smile in return until Maddy stepped between us
and stared at me like she was about to kill.
“Save me.” I whispered to Andrew.
He chuckled. “Don’t worry she wouldn’t dare do
anything in here.”
Mr West walked in at that moment and made us all
line up facing him before he stared at all of us as if assessing what we could
do. His eyes went along the line steadily until he reached me and paused.
“Cayla Thompson?” He asked me.
I nodded.
“What level of kickboxing are you at?”
I frowned. “0?”
Several people chuckled and Mr West’s nostrils
flared as if he didn’t find it funny so I quickly added.
“I’ve never done it before sir, I was being
serious.”
“Despite not having done it before you will still
have a level.” He insisted.
“Well, in that case I have no idea.”
He sighed as if it was a huge inconvenience to him
and looked around. “I need a volunteer to fight with Cayla so that I can assess
her level.”
I grabbed Andrew’s hand quickly. “Andrew will
fight me.” I looked at him desperately. “Won’t you Andrew?”
He smiled. “Of course.”
To my dismay Mr West shook his head. “No, no I
need you to fight with the same sex so it’s a fair fight.”
I whimpered quietly knowing what was coming and
Andrew squeezed my hand trying to reassure me.
“I’ll fight her.” Maddy said stepping forwards.
I was pretty sure I almost cut of Andrew’s blood
circulation in his hand at that point where I had squeezed it so hard.
“Help me.” I mouthed at him.
“It will be ok.” He assured me trying to pull his
hand away and push me gently towards the teacher.
Reluctantly I let go of his hand and slowly walked
towards the middle of the floor where Maddy was waiting with the teacher.
“What are the rules?” I asked Mr West.
He shook his head. “No rules, I just need to see
how you fight.”
I really didn’t like this teacher I decided at
that point as he walked away from us and stood with the other students. The
moment the teacher told us to start Maddy stalked towards me and I cursed at
myself for being so small. It wasn’t until she reached me that I realised it
could be to my advantage, I may not be able to fight as well as she could, but
it would be easier for me to dodge her attacks.
Moments later she curled her hand into a fist and
swung it towards me, at the last second I crouched down only just missing the
punch. I was so surprised that I had done it that I wasn’t prepared for another
attack so soon so when she swung her foot towards my face she hit my jaw full
force sending me sprawling on the floor.
“Ow.” I moaned clutching my face.
She stared down at me then and hissed quietly
enough that only I would hear. “Did no one ever tell you not to mess with
things that were mine?”
My eyes widened when she launched herself towards
me as if to land on me, before I got flattened I rolled to the side hearing the
sound of her hitting the floor before I scrambled to my feet. She grabbed my
foot almost tripping me up, but she was really pissing me off now and I turned
around before kicking her in the face. The kicks were pathetic to say the
least, but after a few of them she let go and got up to stare at me angrily.
For some stupid reason I felt a bit more sure of myself at that moment and I
didn’t even realise the punch was coming until it was too late.
I saw stars for a second before I fell on my ass
and covered my nose with my hands as it gushed with blood. There had been no
sound of a breaking bone so it wasn’t broken, but it still hurt like a bitch.
“Maddy! You know that we don’t draw blood here.”
Mr West was shouting.
“Take her to the nurse Dominic.” He ordered.
Damn, why did he have to choose Dominic? He was
how I got in this mess to start with, but at that moment I didn’t care, my jaw
was throbbing and my nose felt like it had doubled in size.
Dominic lifted me off of the floor easily as I
kept my hands cupped over my nose to stop blood pouring all over the floor as
we walked out off the sports hall and down the hallway.
“You doing ok?” He asked me suddenly.
“Great.” I mumbled. “Best day ever.”
He chuckled. “I would have thought he would learn
not to let Maddy fight the new student by now, but apparently not.”
I raised my eyebrows at him questioningly and he
shrugged.
“She never holds back like the rest of us do,
admittedly that was a bit more brutal than her usual attacks. She seems to have
something against you.”
“You noticed?” I muttered. “I haven’t even known
her a whole day.”
He gave me a small smile. “You weren’t actually
doing too badly, you’re so tiny you could be dangerous with some training.”
“I’m not that tiny.” I objected.
He chuckled. “You are a bit, but it’s cute.”
I was glad I had my hands over my nose at that
point so that my hands covered the blush that was now staining my cheeks. A few
minutes later he held the door open for me into an all white room with a fussy
woman who I assumed was the nurse.
“Oh, I do wish they would stop with that
kickboxing nonsense.” She groaned after Dominic had explained what had happened
and my nose was being cleaned up.
When she touched my jaw I winced and she shook her
head. “You’re going to have a nasty bruise in the morning, but your nose should
be fine after the bleeding stops.”
I nodded and Dominic and I listened to her whine
about the kickboxing class until my nose was blood free. When she said I was
free to go we almost ran out of the room to get away from her continuous
complaints.
“She always does that.” Dominic told me the minute
we were out of earshot.
I chuckled. “Why does she work here if she hates
it so much?”
He shrugged. “She’s good at the job, I think she
just likes to complain about things.”
We went quiet then and I couldn’t help, but keep
glancing at him admiring his muscles through his tight t-shirt. I could
definitely see why Maddy would want him, he was the guy every girl dreamt about
being with. Heat spread through my cheeks when I glanced in his direction the
same time he glanced in mine and our eyes met momentarily before I looked at
the floor and kept walking. When we reached the sports hall I muttered a thank
you to him before running over to Andrew where he was fighting a smaller guy
who I didn’t remember seeing in any of my other classes.
When he saw me he smiled and broke away from the
fight before asking.
“How you doing?”
I shrugged. “I’ll live.”
“Cayla, you feeling better?” Mr West asked from
behind me.
I turned towards him and nodded. “Yes sir.”
“Good, I’ve assessed your level to be at a level
five.”
I frowned. “Is that good?”
“Highest is level ten, so it’s average, but you
definitely have the potential to be a lot better with some training.”
“Ooooh go you!” Andrew exclaimed.
I smiled at him and then Mr West walked off
shouting. “Ok, we are done for the day, I’ll see you all tomorrow.”
“How do you get into school?” Andrew asked me as
we walked across the sports hall.
“Walk.” I replied.
“I drive, I can give you a lift if you like?” He
asked as we stopped outside the changing rooms.
I swallowed at the thought of getting into a car
again, the taxi I had taken here had been scary enough.
“Hey, are you ok? You look like you’ve seen a
ghost.”
I jumped at the sound of his voice and forced a
smile. “I’m fine, and thanks for the offer of a lift, but I like to walk.”
He frowned at me for a minute before nodding. “Ok,
well I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then.”
I nodded and said. “See you tomorrow.” Before we
went into our separate changing rooms.
After
changing back into my jeans and t-shirt I walked out of the changing rooms and
then out of the school doors. I had actually managed to make it through my
first day of school.
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