DEVAN MONTHS BEFORE THE ACCIDENT... Sparkly whites, glowing faces, sweaty palms, and a bride to be handed off. It was Uncle Viktor's wedding ceremony today, and the whole family was present. I sat in my cheap suit that had bought at last minute from a thrift store downtown, all in a bid to make me as fashionable as the rest of the family. I cared less about fashion, than anyone I had ever met. Matt had always been the good-looking and most fashionable one between us. But still, most of the time, people failed to tell who was which one. "When can we leave?" Robb fired, beginning to feel uneasy again. He wasn't much of an outdoor person, and neither was I. Yet again, Matt was again handed the responsibility of being the social one amongst us. "Shut your mouth, Robb. We don't need any of your madness today." Matt fired. "Watch your tongue, Matt. Or I might as well cut it off, since you have no use of it." Robb retorted, as Mum glared at him. Robb had

DEVAN A MONTH BEFORE THE ACCIDENT... Black on white, and a red bow tie to match. It was Christmas again, and just like every other year, the whole family was here to celebrate it. However, Uncle Viktor's absence was greatly noted. He was the one who always one funny joke or a story to tell, but he wasn't here now. The last I had heard about him was that he had moved far away for holidays or vacation of some sort, after separating from his wife of a few months, over a cheating scandal. Heartbreaking, it was! And it didn't seem fair that he never got to enjoy his marriage as much as he should have. Howbeit, it was what it was, and there was nothing that could be done about it. "Pass me the sauce." Aunt Lisa ordered, as I obeyed without hesitation. I wasn't left with much of a choice though. Aunt Lisa, wasn't a friendly one, or someone who could be kept waiting. Her rage was always waiting to flare up into a wild engulfing fire. I passed the sauce to her

DEVAN THREE WEEKS BEFORE THE ACCIDENT... There were only two of us who didn't seem to be so normal, as opposed to what the world referred to as normal. Matt and I were those two people, and we weren't trying so hard to fit in anymore. Over the months we had gotten closer, so close that Mum felt threatened by it. I could do nothing but see how incapacitated she felt seeing us together. Sad, of course! Yet, slowly, and with the passing of time, her one time favourite child, had cut himself from her, and you could tell that she wasn't so happy about it. I could see her force a smile on each time she saw the both of us together. And, oh dear! How much joy I had just seeing her screech in agony, or yell unnecessarily. It was worth it. I had finally managed to make things the right way. This was how it was all meant to be from the beginning, before Mum had played the favouritism card on us. "Sit still," I ordered, as Matt repositioned himself in his seat.

BIG JOE Bloody Devan! That name seemed to have remained stuck in my memory, and right now, I couldn't take it out anymore. Who was Devan, and what connection did he have with all of these crappy storylines. "Why don't you two head on, Joe and I would keep watch, besides the both of you seem like a pair." Cole informed as my eyes widened in shock. What was he saying? I found myself wondering. "That would be fine." Ellen agreed, as Tommy hurried after her. "Keep watch? Nice one, Cole. We should be in there searching for Robb, or whatever his name is and not standing here." I fired immediately they were out of earshot. "Oh, come on. I was only trying to save your ass." Cole reprimanded. "What are you talking about?" I quizzed, perturbed by what he had just said. "You don't see it, do you?" He chided mockingly, as I rolled my eyes in exhaustion. For heaven's sake! The suspense was killing me. "See what, Cole? I don't understand what you're talking a

ELLEN You could call it fear, or whatever you might. However, it did feel like I had a thousands spiders climbing up my spine. Although, it was really surprising how I had managed to maintain my sanity for this long. Robb was crazy, and didn't seem to make any sense at all. I listened to him rant, and ramble, beating about the bush, without hitting the nail on the head, and my head spiralled. "Are you with us, Ellen? You don't look too well." Tommy chimed, awakening me to reality. "Of c-course I am." I stuttered, blinking my eyes rapidly, to prevent me from zoning out again. Robb's gaze seemed to remain fixed on me without a plain cause. I tried to act as normal as I could, but my palms were beginning to sweat, and I could barely feel my legs anymore. "You don't look alright, Miss Ellen." Robb stated. "I promise you, Robb. I'm very much alright. I just need a little air." I stated. "Then come along, let's go for a walk." Robb offered, dragging me al