CHAPTER 1 – Shay Step one: I admit I am powerless over my addiction and that my life has become unmanageable.My throat was dry, my hands were shaking, and I almost dropped my water glass when I tried to take a drink. Maybe it’s best if I just fold my hands in my lap. Does that look weird? What am I talking about? I look like a June Cleaver want to be in my sensible suit and fake pearls. This was a mistake; I should never have come. I can’t do this.

CHAPTER 3 – Shay The next time I awakened to fire rapid Spanish being spoken in the hallway. It took me a moment to realize that I wasn’t tied up. My next thought was that it was a man and woman arguing, was one of the voices Marco? I had hopes that he wasn't as cruel as the first man had been. I wished to God I had paid attention during Spanish class at school because I had no idea what they were talking about. I did catch her name, however. Because he yelled it at her like someone who knew you would. The roll o

CHAPTER 5 – ShayHigh School - Several years earlier.“Hey Babe.” Tyler wrapped his meaty arm around me stuck his nose in my hair.I literally felt my skin crawl as my back smacked against the school lockers. Why wouldn’t this douchebag go away?I shoved against his muscled chest. “Leave me alone, Tyler. We aren’t going out any

CHAPTER 7 - Shay I went on to tell him about the falling out I had with Mandy. I didn’t sugar coat it. I told him all of the terrible things that I did to her and the horrible way I treated her. I told him about Emma and Andrew and hated the disappointed look on his face. But I knew that I had to keep going. I told him about my 12-step program for drug abuse.Hell yes, I was embarrassed. I didn't want him to know just how far I had fallen. Yet I had to, because things were too much for me to handle on my own.

CHAPTER 9 – Gina POV When Shay hadn’t awakened an hour later I went over and touched her forehead. She’s burning up. My first inclination had been that she was pregnant. Heaven knows that I sure struggled with smells in the first trimester.Now, I am not sure at all. Maybe I was projecting something on Shay that wasn’t true, and she is actually sick. I touch her head again and am surprised at how hot she feels. Shay is deathly white, huddled up under the blankets, and she looks miserable.