Note: Sorry if this chapter is a little slow going, for some reason I really struggled to write this chapter but it was important to the story. The next one will be better :) Either way, enjoy and happy reading! __________________________________Chapter SixtyEight I stayed in the bathroom for as long as I could but when I finally came out, I could hear people shouting downstairs, telling me it was time to leave. I looked over at the photo of me and Ella on top of the chest of drawers as I walked past it. I’d never see that beautiful face again. The realization knocked me back slightly. Obviously, I knew that already but I’ve been denying it all recently. It was my way of dealing with it but actually letting it sink in was really making me struggle. The guys called me again, but when I still didn’t go down, I heard someone come up. It was Peyton, but she didn’t have the baby. I was kinda glad, I couldn’t see him right now. ‘We were calling you, is everything ok?’ I couldn’t spea

Authors note: annnndddddd I’m back. I feel a little lost right now, it's certainly taking me a little bit of time and effort to get back into the swing of things. I hope everyone had a really good summer and for those who have read this book since I put it on hold, thank you for sticking with it! Here is a nice, new chapter for you with many more to come :) I will be continuing to upload every day (hopefully, sometimes multiple times a day) until the book is completed! _____________________________________________________ Chapter Seventy While I waited for Damon to arrive, I got to thinking about how in ‘’the old days’’ it would have been Luke I called, not Damon, but he was a different person these days. He stayed loyal and true to his word and hadn’t picked up a knife in months. I couldn’t really blame him though, I hadn’t. Sure, it was for Ella and Jenson but now she was gone and I couldn’t stand to be in the same room as him, it was easier for me to fall back into old habits.

Chapter Seventy TwoMichael’s Point of View As the sun was starting to come up and the glow came through the trees, I finished filling the hole I had dumped the body into and Thomas and Damon were in the car waiting to take me home. They had stayed and hung around, but they didn’t participate in any of the actual fun, which was fine because I didn’t want them to. She was mine.MY way of dealing with MY shit. Once the filling was done, I looked around for a large rock to put on top, as a marker and headed back to the guys. I brushed down my pants, which were pretty covered in mud, and got into the car. I’d certainly need to shower when I got back and needed some good sleep but all in all, it was a very good evening. Much better than I originally thought It would be. Why would I want to just sit around with a bunch of people I didn’t know, talking about someone I didn’t want to talk about? The car ride back to the house was quiet. I just leaned my head against the window and closed

Note: Ok, so, I did a bad thing and vanished for an extra month. I made this choice for many reasons, One being I simply wanted the extra time, two people it was the first month in about 5 years where I had my own time. My son started school so it was nice to just relax, three, Im in the process of renovating my home and decorating so that took time and four.. writing takes a lot of time and I just didn't like how much I was on my laptop. I'm making a lot of life changes at the moment and knowing when I need a break is one of them. However, i have been writing during my time off and there will 100% be daily uploads now until this book is complete :) -------------------------------------------------Chapter Seventy ThreeMichael’s Point of View Getting out of the shower, feeling much more refreshed, I wrapped a towel around my waist and grabbed another off the side, using it to dry my hair before making my way back out into the bedroom, stopping only for a second when I saw Luke sat

Chapter Seventy Five We hadn’t even been at the club long before Damon left us to go and find someone, and the girl I had noticed earlier was making it very clear she was interested in me. Apart from the very ‘’high school’’ attitude of starting over, looking away when I look at her and then giggling with her friends, she kept dancing suggestively in front of me and Thomas on the dancefloor with her friends. I was most certainly NOT attracted to her, but even if I was, that would be very off-putting. Girls trying too hard is just.. Pathetic. Really, really pathetic. More women need to realize their worth and not make themselves look like fools to get a man's attention. Unluckily for her, she was trying to get the attention of a serial killer and even more unluckily for her... She caught it… for all the wrong reasons. As the night wore on, I realized whenever I went to the bar, so did she. If I went to the dance floor, so did she. She was making it all very obvious, but it just mad