Now* “Terry was the perfect storm, attractive, damaged, kind, mysterious, ruthless, strong, yet vulnerable. He was everything I should have stayed away from, but the second that I met him I was hooked, it was like he was a drug and I was addicted. The truth is, he had given his heart away to someone a long time before he met me, and he had never gotten it back.” 

The next few days passed in a daze, I was trying to process the information my mother had given me, and she was trying to hover as much as she could while running the diner. I wish I could tell her that I was okay and nothing she told me was affecting me, but now more than ever I had a million questions, if he knew about me, did he really not care enough about my mother to even meet me? Did he just not care? What about his family, did they know? So many questions, and no one could give me the answers I wanted. Every single google search I had done over the last few days turned up empty not even an obituary, I was stuck, it seemed like this was all the information I was ever going to get. I sighed in frustration and looked over at my clock- it was 11:48 pm, in just twelve minutes I would be 18. Tomorrow night I would be at Tays house while the majority of our graduating class got drunk and got ready to kick off their last summers before al

“Survive it?” I whispered“Yeah you know, being the new girl, college courses… college parties. That kind of thing.”“Oh, right…yeah.” For some reason I’m almost positive that isn’t what she meant.“So dinner? I just have to freshen up a bit.” She looked over at me, “You should too, and showers are down the hall to the right.”I grimaced and realized I must look like death warmed over and everyone here so far was drop dead gorgeous, “yeah, that sounds great, I’ll be ready in twenty.”She nodded her head and headed back towards her room. I decided to dig through my stuff and find things to shower, I desperately needed to wash this drive off of me. Finding the showers was easy enough, although I wasn’t thrilled at the aspect of having t

“Okay very funny Laura, let’s all pull pranks on the new girl is that it? That’s what is going on isn’t it? I knew I kept seeing peoples’ eyes change colors! You totally got me.” I laughed.“No Charlee, you don’t understand. I was supposed to mentor you these next few weeks, find out what you know, and what you don’t. Monitor you to make sure that you were one of us, but you just can’t go around telling people you’re Terry Jones’ daughter. You can’t go around telling people your last name period.” She was sitting now, at our small kitchen table. “I’m going to tell you somethings that are going to make you think I’m crazy, and after I’m done talking you can run to Olivia and get a new roommate if you want, but that still won’t make it not true. Okay?”“Okay… but Laura, you’re real

I laid in bed awake, tossing and turning and trying to make sense of everything in my head. As much as I wish it weren’t true, everything seemed to add up. Why else would I have been accepted here on a full ride? Why had my father run off without so much as a “see you later, thanks for the great lay!” It’s exactly as my roommate said, he didn’t want to take responsibility.  My heart ached for my mother, there was no way she knew the truth, her relationship or whatever it was with my father had been a lie. I pulled out my cell phone and glanced at the time, 2:45 am. I groaned and decided to go out to the living area, maybe I could watch some TV and fall asleep on the sofa. I closed my bedroom door as quietly as I could behind me, but before I could make it to the TV the bookshelf caught my eye. Maybe I should do some research? I glanced at the titles, Early History, Legends, Potion making, Af