CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE: ATHENA

After I told the guys what happened during my stay in New York for Vera's birthday party, I felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders because I felt bad for keeping what happened from them.

I knew I didn't have to tell them, but some voice within me compelled me to because I thought they deserved to know since they had already appointed themselves my guardian knights even though I didn't want them too because they might get hurt while trying to protect me.

And they tell me things about their lives that I don't need to know about, both good and bad, so I knew I could trust them with my deepest darkest secrets as well; they are more than friends to me; they are family.

Even after everything had died down, uncle Jerry, Vera, and Jackson still kept asking if I was okay? And I kept telling them the same answer; that I was fine and they didn't need to worry about me.

What I went through with Adam was nothing compared to what Dylan and his friends have put me through, so perhaps that's why