"Good morning" Xander smiled, putting the food tray down on the bed "Breakfast"

"Morning" I smiled and looked at the tray that caused my mouth to water

"So, are you going to the gallery today?" He asked

"Xander, baby, there is a reason to why I pay people to be at the gallery, so I don't have to fucking be there all the goddamn time"

"I like the attitude" He smirked

I honestly love the fact that both of us have this brain, the one where we don't really care about anyone or anything. Unfortunately, this has to end.

I decided that it's enough. I'm tired of him, tired of the control, the obsession and the jealousy. It's too much effort that I can't bear for the life of me

"I love you, Chanel," he said pulling me out of my thoughts with a kiss that I just did not feel, but I kissed him back anyway.

I got up and walked to my clothes that laid on the floor on the side of the room. I put them on and looked at the mirror to adjust my sex-hair.

Xander came behind me and wrapped his arms around me, kissing my neck. I kept adjusting my hair and every time I move it on my shoulder he moves it back to kiss my neck. I got fed up

"Xander! Stop ruining my fucking hair" I said pushing him back "It's hard making it look good, you're not helping."

He moved his chin off my shoulder and sat on the bed. I walked to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, while I was putting my brush in place, I noticed a smudge on the mirror.

"Xander!" I screamed

He came running to the bathroom "What happened? Are you okay?"

"The fuck is this smudge?" my OCD got triggered

"I don't know?"

"You don't know? You never fucking know!" I shouted "I cleaned this house to its core and now you're leaving smudges on the mirrors"

"Baby, I know how much you love cleaning but it's just a smudge. It's not a big deal.."

"Not a big deal?" I was raging with anger that I wanted to punch him in the face "No fucking big deal? Okay... When you fucking clean the no big deal, I'll come back to this damned house" I yelled and continued "by the fucking way, I'm going to the party today"

"Don't go to this party, Chanel" he said following me

"It's a normal party, Xander, and I'm going" I
walked out of the house, slamming the door behind me.

I started my car and drove to a place where I could have some peace without anyone ruining my hair or kissing me like I'm in some kissing booth. I parked my car, walked to the door and rang the bell several times until it opened showing, Irene.

"Why do you love waking me up so much?" She said behind the door rubbing her eyes and scratching her hair.

"Because I love you?" I grinned and pushed the door, walking in and to her room

"Well, sure cousin, come in," she said sarcastically following me

"Bitch I do not need an invitation"

"Mmhm sure" she rolled her eyes and continued "Maybe next time call before coming," she said throwing herself on the bed and positioning herself to sleep

"I sat on the bed and looked at her, are you going to the party tonight?" I asked

"Maybe if you leave me to sleep, I'll be able to"

"You're rude"

"Oh, did you just hear that?"

"Hear what?"

"The angel of bullshit," she said sarcastically

"Do you ever just speak English like normal people?"

"I used to, before I became friends with you. Now I talk rude English and I'll start spreading it International and insult you in Spanish"

"Interesting.." I smiled "I'm such an amazing teacher then"

"You're so annoying"

"Love you too" I smiled

"You know Chanel, Although you're a bitch and literally everybody hates you, something about you is just so-"

"Attractive?" I finished her sentence

She rolled her eyes and laughed "We will always be sisters"

"I'm so lucky I have you, Irene, for real" I smiled and laid down beside her.

"Now, nap bitch cause Mr. Joel is gonna come as fast as his sexual stamina could bear"

"Irene.. Ew"

"I know" she cracked laughing

After napping for a few hours, we started rushing around getting ready for the party. We started with our make up then the dresses then the accessories.

Irene and I were currently sitting waiting for Joel to come. Although he is the host, he's coming to take us to the party.

I've known Joel since starting art school, he was one of the most talented people I've ever met. He has both artistic and creative abilities, he was one of the professor's favourite students, with a perfect brush stroke, perfect stippling, perfect use of chiaroscuro and his perfect lithographic technique.

I always envied how talented he was but people always envied me for having him by my side as my best friend. I know I meant the world to him just like he did to me..

I introduced him to Irene when we went out partying one night, we all became this inseparable group ever since.

The door knocked and Aunt Lorain went to open it, he walked in after greeting her with a warm hug with a wide-eyed smile on his face.

"Let's go bitches" he whispered in excitement so aunt Lorain won't hear him

We walked out of the house and got into Joel's car, who then speedily drove to his house. We got to his house pretty fast, in like 10 minutes.

We got out of the car as soon as he parked and walked to his big ass house.

Joel's parties are usually pretty much the same, but they're somehow always fun.

Drinks are usually thrown everywhere. On the doorstep, the floors and the stairs. Music blasts loudly through the house, usually trance or EDM music -which I never got why people dance on them, but every now and then the DJ would play really good music combining modern music with classic ones.

Everybody looks drunk, as always, but I know for sure some were just acting. They were dancing everywhere, making out, talking really loudly, some stumbling around, some are just swaying and nodding to the music. 'God these people never grow up, they still think its some frat part'

The house is usually beautiful but at times like these it generally pisses me off. Everything was misplaced, everything was thrown around in a very bizarre manner, my OCD was snapping and I really needed a drink right about now, before I scream.

We mostly all know each other, however, some people come to his parties because it's one of the best parties of the year; truth be told, he is really good at throwing them.

Sitting down on the couch close to the dance floor with my drink in my hand, I looked around in search of my friends when I spotted Dane.

I took a while thinking if I should go talk to him, I haven't seen or spoken to him since I started dating Xander. I don't even think I apologised..

But after all, why would I?

I don't think I need to apologise for loving someone, but at the same time, something in me made me feel that he didn't deserve that. I gulped down my drink and got up, walking in his direction.

His back was to me so I patted his shoulder to get his attention, causing him to turn to me.

"Hey, Dane" I smiled softly

"Chanel," he said bluntly

"How are you?" I asked

"Pretty good, how's my brother in bed?"

"Dane.." I started

"Save it, Chanel." He said in bitterness "You're not going to butter me up back to you... You and Xander deserve each other." Walking away after he finished and disappearing in the crowd.

I walked back to the drinks table and was about to pour myself a few when Irene threw herself at me.

"Your boyfriend is here" she whispered drunkenly hiccuping "I saw him..." She hummed, taking the drink from my hand

"We need to leave," I said standing up "Right now"

"No, no," she said "I'm not going anywhere. You leave. Joel with you. Then he comes back"

I left her at the table and went searching for Joel carefully in order to not cross paths with Xander. How long has he been here? Did he see me talking to Dane? Is he here to take me home?

I spotted Joel and pulled him running out of the house.

"What the fuck, Chan?" He yelled

"We need to leave. I need to leave." I panted

"Why?" He asked

"Xander is here.."

"Oh.." He breathed out in annoyance "I can't drive... I'm a high slash drunk artist. Never good combinations" he gave me the keys and threw himself on the car

I walked around the car and got inside then pushed the passenger door and yelled at Joel to get inside the car.

I started the engine and drove away with a speed I've never been at before.

"How am I gonna go home?" Joel asked drunkenly

"I don't fucking care! Stay over" I shouted

"My party.." He mumbled and pointed up to the ceiling moving his finger in circles "Helicopters, mom"

"Oh god.." I rolled my eyes and kept driving

"I wanna vom-" he didn't get to finish his sentence as he started vomiting all over the car floor "-mit" he finished and rested back "Didn't know the car could go that fast. Oh my god, Chanel."

"What?"

"You're an artist," he said and cracked laughing

"God, Joel"

"Is great.. Indeed" he rested his head on my shoulder and whispered "Love you, Chan"

"I do too, Jo"

"Train.." He whispered

"What?"

"Train," he said pointing at the train tracks we were approaching which made its alarm, signalling that a train was passing.

I was already too far from Joel's house so I think it would be better if I did slow down a bit. I slowly removed my leg from the gas and pressed the break softly at first then as hard as I could but the car wasn't stopping, not even slowing down

"Brakes, Chanel" Joel yelled

"It's not working" I panted pressing harder on the brakes that didn't respond

"Shit" he sat up straight buckling up his seatbelt then reaching across me to buckle mine when I looked at him in a frenzy as he started "Okay.. We need to outrun it."

"Outrun what?" I screamed

"Chanel... There's no other solution"

"No.. I can't do that"

"Speed the fuck up, Chanel. We can do it, Together." He said in assurance and held onto my hand

Gulping the lump that formed in my throat, I started pressing on the gas as hard as I can in order to out-speed the train that was heading closer to the tracks.

The faster the car got, the harder my heart raced and the closer the train got.

Joel being here calmed me a bit but scared me to my core.. Nothing could happen to him, he doesn't deserve that.

Pressing harder on the gas pedal, I held tight onto the steering wheel and closed my eyes as the car was about to pass the tracks.

I heard the wheels pass the first track and couldn't control the need to open my eyes. As soon as I did, the front wheels passed the second track and the train hit the backside of the car, forcing it to flip.

Black was all I saw..

Black is all I was seeing until I slowly opened my eyes to being upside down with all the weight of my body on my head. My brain was heavy, I couldn't move, but I knew I had to. I looked around me and saw Xander who was laying on the roof that now was on the floor.

Hissing with every move I make, I kicked the door open and crawled out of the car spasming then layed on the road to take my breath.

Waiting for the blood to run down my body from their place in my brain; I looked up at the sky, groaning from the excruciatingly unimaginable pain in my chest and back. I started standing slowly feeling the pain increase as I got up on my feet.

I don't know where I'm going, but I started moving away from the car, slowly but moving. With every step I take, I feel my leg cracking and felt like I wanted to fall and rest; however, I knew this wasn't time for resting.

I kept dragging my legs through the road, cars passing me by and nobody was stopping to take me, which happened after an hour of walking.

I told the driver, who was a man in his 50s with his kids in the car, where my neighbourhood was and of course he asked why a girl like me was walking on a road as dangerous as this.

And of course, I told him I made an accident and that my car was damaged, sparing him the lame details of my best friend who is my ex-boyfriend trying to kill me.

The man dropped me off at my street and took off after I thanked him. I was walking to my porch when I decided that my house is not the place I'm supposed to go..

I'm supposed to be somewhere safe and secret, that nobody will ever expect me to be there. Someone far away from Xander as can be, and now that my memory is back, I knew exactly who that is.

I walked to the house and rang the doorbell after hesitating for a moment, and waited. After minutes the door was opened with a small figure standing behind it

"Who is this?" The little girl asked

"Hey Lilly, remember me?" I smiled

"Oh! Yes" she smiled back and jumped up and down "You helped me! Dawn's friend!" She squeaked "Dawn!" She yelled out

Dawn came running at the door and carried Lilly up "Didn't I tell you never to open the door before?" She asked in a gaze

"Yes" Lilly whispered looking down "Sorry"

"It's okay, just don't do it again," she said putting her down and looking my direction "Oh, hey Chanel" she eyed me slowly then opened the lights outside the house "What the hell happened to you?" She said panicking

"Can I please come in? I need your help"

"Oh my God" she wrapped my arm around her shoulder and walked me in with all her strength, holding me up "What the hell happened to you?" She said putting me down on the couch

"Well, don't lose your shit," I said sarcastically trying to lighten up her mood "Someone shot us in front of my house, Xander was injured, got him to the hospital, when he went out he tried to kill me, be flipped the car, and here I am"

"I did hear gunshots like 4 days ago.. Oh my God, that was at you?" She stared at me for a second as I waited for her to process the rest of what I said "Wait, Kill you? Xander?" She looked at me in terror and confusion "Who's Xander?"

"Dane's brother.." I sighed "Oh and by the way, my memory is back, you and Joel looked cute together. He was a good guy.." I cracked a small smile before I hissed as the pain crawled back to my body

"He was.." she smiled, a tear slowly dripping down her face "I'm glad your memory is back" she said clearing her throat "Must've been a harsh few days.. I'm gonna go search for something to numb the pain and stitch your wounds" she squeezed my hand in support and walked away.

I rested back my head on the couch and breathed out trying to calm the pain down as I slowly drifted to sleep.

"Baby?" I called walking into the living room "Oh, you're here" I said sitting down next to Xander and resting my head on his shoulder "What are you reading?" I asked about the book he was holding

"It's some mystery novel by Agatha Christie" he answered

"Oh, fancy. Which one?"

" 'And Then There Were None'. I read it was good on some website I was on"

"She is a really good writer" I shrugged opening the TV

I stayed silent for a while thinking of what I was going to say next, debating whether or not I should let it out when I decided I will.

"I think I really hurt Dane, Xan" I said keeping my eyes focused on the Tv

He sat up forcing me to sit up as well when he closed the TV and started "This again?"

"You're his brother, Xander. I was his girlfriend, this is not a normal thing to do, it's hurtful"

"Who the hell have you become, Chanel?" He asked "It wasn't like that months ago when we were on this couch and I was trying to stop you then you told me not to overthink shit" he said, his voice starting to rise in anger "You were the one who went with this, and every now and then you come up with that Dane-brother shit, do you miss him?"

"No I don't, Xander" I turned to him "I just feel like he's hurting"

I could see Xander's jaw clenched tight before he cupped my face into his hand "If you care about him so much then you should've stayed with him, but instead, you're right here. Why? Because you like what I'm giving you, because you like this life with me"

"No, Stop" I yelled. "This is enough, I'm done" I moved my face away from his grip and got up walking to the door and opened it to leave

"Fuck no, You're not going anywhere" he grabbed my hand firmly in possession "Over my dead body" he yelled in my face and pulled me back into the house

"What the fuck is wrong with you! Let me go, Xander" I yelled

"Do you know how much it's hard trying to be everything he wasn't for you? Do you have any idea how hurtful it is to know that you still think about him? Do you fucking have a clue how horrible I feel when I think that you imagine him instead of me when we're having sex?"

"You're crazy!"

"Oh you haven't seen crazy," he said as his face turned red, letting my hand go and pulling me from my hair to his room "I will show you crazy"

"Xander! What are you doing?" I screamed as I found myself being dragged on the bed "No, Xander!"

"You miss him huh?" He said

"No!" I screamed "I don't! I swear, Xander please let me go" I cried out as he held me down on the bed

"Let me go!" I screamed "Please! No!"

"I'm gonna show you how hurtful it is," he said over me "I'm gonna teach you a lesson you will never forget"

I screamed louder, crying, trying to move my hand loose from his but suddenly he let one of his hands off mine then held both my hand with one of his.

I was terrified as I felt his hand moving down fast towards my cheeks and slapping me with all the strength he had. My cheeks were burning as I screamed louder. Not only was his hand tough; he was wearing a ring, making me feel double the pain against my cheek

I knew what was coming, and I knew there was nothing I could do to stop it

I gasped for air putting my hand on my chest and panting hard when I felt a hand rub against my back "It's okay, It's just a nightmare" I heard Dawn say beside me "It's okay" she kept rubbing my back till I started to calm down and rested back

"You fell asleep yesterday on the couch, I kinda stitched you up and dragged you to sleep on the bedroom so you don't hurt your back cause it's probably not okay. I couldn't really clean you up, you need a shower." She smiled warmly "I know you can't stand but I can help"

"Thank you" I sighed, smiling softly

"Dont.. I'm glad I could help"

"I know you're not doing this for me, Dawn." I looked at her "So, Thank you"

"You meant the world to him, means you should to me as well.. I just couldn't bear the idea that you put him in the hospital, you were the reason he died."

"And he was the reason I lived" I looked at her, feeling a tear fall down my face as I remembered the accident "I'm sorry.. This is all my fault.."

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you when you had questions.. but I believe he's where he belongs" she held onto my hand and slowly pulled me into a hug "It's okay..He's in a more pure place now" she stopped then whispered "He deserves that"