Cerelia's POV:

I burst out in tears. I'm a fucking monster.

Cerelia, who is this?" Blake asked me with an unsure tone in his voice. Like he didn't want to hurt me.

,, It's – It's my brother." I said as I tried to talk to my brother.

,, Please say something, please! I'm so sorry, I didn't know it was you, please." I yelled.

,, It's okay, I deserved it, I love you, Lil sis. I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you. Don't blame yourself. See you soon." my brother said before closing his eyes.

,, No, no, no! Please stay with me! Don't leave me please, I love you!" my heart shattered into a million pieces. How could I do this? I'm a terrible person. I killed my brother. He was always there for me, even if we weren't that close, he was still my brother.

,, He's gone." I said as I turned my head to Blake who was already staring at me.

,, It'll be fine, it's not your fault." he tried to calm me down.

,, I'm a terrible person, Blake. I killed my brother. And now I have his blood on my hands." I said as I fell on my knees.

He started walking to me, to sit down next to me.

,, Why did you do this?" he questioned me, looking straight into my eyes.

,, Why did I do what?" the tears were still rolling down my face.

,, You know what I mean, why did you save my life?" he shooked his head.

,,I don't know. I guess I didn't want to see you dead." I tried to answer his question without looking at him. But in the end, I couldn't help it. I fell into his arms, looking up to see his face. He placed his finger on my face to wipe away a tear. He placed one hand on my head, running his fingers through my hair and the other on my waist. Being in his hands made me feel safe. I like this version of Blake. I knew that it wouldn't last long so I enjoyed it as much as I could.

As much as I enjoyed being hugged, I still couldn't get over the fact that I just killed my own brother. When I was younger I always looked up to him. He was my idol. I hoped he live as long as I would. But I was the reason he had to die, and I will never forgive myself.

Out of the blue, I got pulled out of his arms, by someone. It was my father. He was so furious, that he started screaming at me.

,, You ungrateful bitch! How could you do this! You killed your brother, the only person I was ever proud of!" he said before pushing me to the ground. He started choking me. I thought that this was the end. I was already exhausted so I didn't have enough energy to fight him.

But before he killed me Blake stepped in. He pushed him off of me.

,, You will fucking kill her! She's your daughter." before he even had to say something else my father let go of me.

,, You had the luck this time, whore." he commented as he got into the jet.

I could finally breathe properly. I didn't know if I should scream or cry. I promised I would stay strong and I can't break the pledge now. I rushed into the plane so I didn't have to explain myself to anyone. Blake followed me as I tried to avoid him. I wasn't quite sure if I wanted to spend the flight with him. Anyways he spared me the overthinking. Quietly, sat on the seat across far away from mine.

Today was maybe the worst day of my life. I felt lonely and empty. The only thing that kept me going was the fact that I won't have to face my father every day, now that we'll live eight hours away from each other. Throughout the flight, I decided that it'll be the best for me to distance myself from Blake. Probably it'll be really hard because we attract each other like magnets, however, it's worth a try. I also need to find new people. I'm sick of not having friends and family.

As time has passed we finally arrived at the mansion. I couldn't believe it. They transported my car to LA. I jumped out of happiness, but let out a sigh when I saw the guards cringing at the sight of me. I walked over to the huge front door that was secured with a special face ID. I asked a woman where my room is. She was probably in her forties. She said I don't have my own room, that I'm sharing it with Blake. I think that my father likes to see me suffer.

My bags were heavy so I put them on the ground before unlocking our room. When I opened the door I fell onto the bed. The room was pretty big. It had a dark style. The bed was a black king-size bed. A chandelier was hanging from the wall. Across from the bed was a big wardrobe. A balcony was also there. The sight was amazing.

I was about to go to see the bathroom, when I heard the lock.

,, So we are roommates, great." he let out a sight before sitting on the corner of the bed.

,, I guess." I stated before leaning on the door. He tilted his head at me as he chuckled.

,, What's so funny" I asked with a confused tone.

,,Nothing." he runs his fingers through his hair.

,,I hate you." I said with a playful tone, but it wasn't completely a lie.

,,I know you don't." he noted.

,,Did you bring my car here?" I really wanted to know. I came a little closer to him.

,,Maybe." he mumbled.

,,So what are you planning to do today?" I asked with curiosity in my voice.

,,Actually nothing since it's already 7pm." he uttered.

,,So, I mean only if you want to, maybe watch a movie?" I wasn't quite sure if it was a good idea, but yolo.

,,I don't know. I just think watching movies is a waste of time." he stood up to grab a pillow.

,,Come on, you're eighteen, but you act twenty-five now." I tried to convince him. And I succeeded.

We ended up watching fast and furious.

,,So how was it?" I asked as soon as the movie was over.

,,Not so bad, but still not a fan of movies." he said before standing up.

,,Oh my God, the big Blake Barclay thinks that a movie is not too bad." I started laughing.

I didn't even realize that I was laying on his chest with his arms on my stomach. I think that I'm starting to hate him a little bit less. For a fact, I didn't want this night to end and I had an idea.

It might be not the safest, but it's one of my favorite things to do.

,,You up for a race, Barclay?" I asked without overthinking.

He raised his eyebrows at me and said ,,Always." before saying,,But I don't think you have a chance against me tho."

,,Try me." I stood up and started walking to my car. Of course, I was sure that I would win, because I never lose.

Blake followed me and before he got into his car he came to me just to whisper in my ear,,I can't wait to see you lose."

I bit my lip letting out a chuckle ,,I think we have a misunderstanding Mr. Barclay, I never lose."

Before he could say something else I went confidently to my car. After opening the door I rolled down the windows and turned on the music. Now both of us were in our cars. I think that his car was a yellow McLaren 720s. I have to say that it looks powerful.

,, Ready?" he yelled.

,, Readier than I'll ever be." I said winking at him.

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