Nicky's POV"Come on Nicolette." His taunting voice calls.I place my hands over my mouth to keep in the scream that so desperately wants to escape as he stops by my hiding spot.Probability he doesn't look and just keeps walking by?Low. Very, very low.My breathing sou

Nicky's POVI pay the taxi driver and wait until he's driven out of sight before sprinting down the dirt path leading to the simple one-story house I'd been living in for the past few weeks.I punched in the code on the lock and swung the door open, stepping inside quickly and relocking the door.The house is nothing special, and it's really more a place for me to sleep than anything else. The furniture is decent and comfortable. One large couch and an armchair take up the living room. The kitchen has the bare ne

Nicky's POVSo, my decision to punch Ryder was a great decision at the time, but ultimately not the best thing I could have done.For instance, I could have come up with a witty retort. I could have glared lasers through his head until it exploded (wishful thinking, I know), I could have been quiet and instead mentally gone over stabbing his eyes out, or I could have just been the bigger person by saying and doing nothing at all.Yeah, that last option wasn't even an option for me. I have to have the last word .

Nicky's POVI used to go to church with my family every Sunday. I suppose that was odd, considering I wasn't exactly on the straight and narrow and was doing things that God would definitely frown upon. I'm sure if my parents had ever been aware of it they would have been sure to sit a few rows away from me so that when I got struck down with lightning they wouldn't accidentally get hit.The one thing from church that I really retained, was also what my parents would tell me every night after we were put into witness protection. God has a plan for all of us.

Nicky's POV "Here," Ryder says as he shoves a small box across the table to me.I open it and take out the black-framed glasses, sliding them on over my eyes. Finally, I can see clearly the crappy hotel choice Ryder has made.The carpet is a horrible mix of yellow, brown, and dark green and I have no desire to know what color it was when the hotel originally opened.The furniture all looks to be