Natalia pov

An explosive fight has occurred between the two of them during their time together in the batting cages and now I was left to take care of him while my mind began to drift off from what I was originally thinking about before I saw how bloody these two looked right now. I gave them my best stern look before I sternly asked "Why didn't any of you boys ever stop them from fighting aggressively?" I looked at them as if all of this simple problem could have been avoided by simply letting His cousin Flora be happy with his best friend Grayson.

Silently, I rolled my eyes knowing that loving a hockey player as hot-head and egotistical jerk like him wasn't easy but he was my caring, protective, loving, fun, handsome, egotistical jerk and despite all of my flaws as well as imperfection i will always love him because love wasn't meant to be easy but love was supposed to be something that was worth fighting for. We were worth fighting for. Us. he and I were together forever. I, Nataila Speilberg and thy, Holden McClellan might not make sense for a lot of people but we certainly do make sense for ourselves too.

"The pain...it's demanded to be felt by them."Fletcher stuttered at me.

There was a few noise of a boomboxes being connected to the television, i think that fletcher was trying to set up the cables to plugged into somewhere in the walls as i continued to looked between Holden and Grayson too busy to notice what Fletcher was up to whilst i inspected all of my boyfriend Holden's injuries when Wyatt and Fletcher were arguing back and forth with each other about who was the best singer out of the both of them. Rochelle and Charlie just sat there on the couch alongside Jessasnym listening to some of the boys making a bet on it in compared to Mason who ever so subtle glanced over at Rochelle that was laughing at a joke Fletcher which caused mason to frowned because he wasn't the source of her laughter.

"Not when these two boys could have broken a bone." I sighed in frustration as I examined his face and then said "it's a good thing that I love you for more than your looks, Pretty boy." I pressed my face into his chest, almost forgetting how angry I was at him for fighting his best friend Grayson.

Everyone sat down in the living room as we watched Fletcher and Wyatt started to sing along to Don't you worry child by Swedish House Mafia, John Martin and Sebastin Ingrosso to Grayson to cheer him up, Avenna joined in singing with the boys, then it was Holden, Asher, Charlie,Jessasnym whereas Rochelle was trying to convince Mason who was tapping his feet to song to let loose for a while. I couldn't suppress my laughter at the sight right in front of me as a slow wide smile spread across my face and I took one microphone from Charlie outstretched hand before I carried on singing although we couldn't quite get Mason to sing but eventually, Grayson began to sing from out of nowhere. We waited long enough for Mason to sing yet he kept to himself too.

And then I realized that there weren't never any crazy, wild and fun moments with these groups of people that I was proud to call my friends despite the bad days, the heartache, the pain, the tears, the joy, happiness and laughter. We were young adults still trying to figure out our life, who we were, what we were destined to be or how we were going to get there because we were big hearts full of love, care, compassionate, bright bunches of people, fighters, lovers and the most understanding people who had been through so much pain that it could not any physical but mentally damage us. We were survivors.

"You see what I meant now. Everyone needs a way to release their pain or their stress no matter what ways they have decided to do it."explained Fletcher who had placed his hand on his chest where his heart was dramatically.

I had work the next day at my placement so i had to decide whether i want to get a little bit tipsy but not crazy drunk or stay sober for tonight considering to visit my dimwit of an ex-boyfriend who pushed me down the stairs on campus in prison since he kept on requesting me to talked me. However, I hadn't told anyone else about this yet, not even my own parents except for Avenna because everyone had told me to deny his request or he didn't deserve the privilege of seeing me there. Avenna on the other hand, was very understanding at the same time she was like a little boy like him doesn't deserve to see you shine especially not when he had tried to demolish your light. I wasn't going to lie but I felt like I needed an explanation as to why Mattew did all of those horrible things to me even after all that I had been through.

Sometimes, i couldn't help but to blame myself for all of those cruel and sick things that i had happened to me as i had thought to myself maybe if i had kept my mouth shut instead of warning other people that was exactly who he was or maybe if i didn't loved him then none of it would ever happened to me. And this was why I was glad that this yoke of torment was over for me but let bare in mind that I still get those nightmares of the repeating accident every single night as its ghost haunts me in my sleep.

"You might as well time them now."Avenna sighed quietly as she said, "I'm sorry but I can't just sit here and pretend that everything's alright when in fact, your abusive ex-boyfriend is still sending you letters from jail to persuade you to come visit him."she let my dark secret slip out of her mouth.

Certainly, I knew that Ave, she was just trying to have my back even if I didn't want to ruin everyone else having fun tonight when all I ever wanted was for all of us to put our fair share of drama or misery behind ourselves for one night to just live in the moment. Holden pulled gently in his warm embrace as my strong girl facade just slowly slipped away as this was one of the first time that i had fully let myself breakdown into tears whilst everyone was going around pacing the floor angrily or planning my next steps for me and then i tried to pulled myself together by remembering who i was to soon realizing that no one else can ever make me feel this way.

"Why didn't you tell me?"he asked me softly and then he sighed "i could have protected you from him like ripped his stupid head off his stupid neck or i could have-"

No one hates crying more than i did but in one of my tiny little bits of weakness there were lacks of strength clasping over my strong barriers and i thought that i could have at least buried all of my problems in the past somehow i must've forgotten that life doesn't seem to work that way for me because for me, i missed my parents little girl or having barbecue at my grandparents place where all the generation of the Speilberg family come to visit once a year every single to listen to music, have fun, dance,eat some homemade soul food and generally have a good time. I love my family as well as my chosen family too.

Some injuries may heal but not all memories will fade away so easily. So i thought if i could sort out everyone else's issues then my issue would at least seem extremely bad even though people were right when they said that you cannot get rid of your history or your past however, i can move on to learn from it all. I was here standing in a room full of people who I had met along the way in my journey of life that hadn't left me broken or wandered out of my life after they had gotten what they wanted from me seeing that they were constantly here. This means that they were choosing to stay forever despite the hardships of the good and the bad days as we count ourselves lucky to be alive.

"Because not everything is all black and white you know."I voiced barely above a whispered note.

Furthermore, I let them listen to the voice mails on my phone for everybody else in this living room to hear whilst I was finally signing off the restraining orders papers as I glanced up into his eyes and then answered his silent question by nodding my head with a little teary eyes smile. I had left like a tiny weight had been lifted off my shoulders although, I still wanted some form or sense of closure wanting Matthew to know that he hadn't had the last laugh because i was no longer affected by him in any way, shape or form because in the end. I would always win no matter how hard he would tries to twisted the story including to make it out like he was one of the good guys when in reality he was just an sore loser who couldn't handle the strength and a determination of a strong intelligent woman who just happened to only outsmarted him.

In the dictionary there were many words for someone like me. For example, outcast, castaway, a person in exile, strays and a survivor. I bet none of them had ever heard or seen a strong match that can re-lit almost any candles, torch, spark, campfire or forest fire. It was No wonder why my red hair best friend Avenna had always described herself as a firecracker or a wildfire because no matter how many times people had tried to break her she had kept on rising up like a phoenix that had just come out of the ashes alive. Avenna, Charlie, Rochelle, Jessasnym and I were all Phoenixes.

"Occam's razor. Sometimes the simplest explanation is preferred over the correct one."explained Fletcher.

We don't ever underestimate a hockey jock especially when it comes to Fletcher knowing that his double instenduos, flirty nature or goofy jokes never fool us for how smart he truly was. I also had heard from Holden or Grayson that he could come across Street Smart but he was actually both Street Smart and book smart at the same time depending on when it wants to be.

"Forget about Occam's razor, but we all will always be there for you. Natalia," reassured Jessamyn who pulled me in for a hug.

It was simply moments like these when the whole world seemed to fall apart or made me stumble that I had understood the meaning of how much I was glad to have my chosen and my non-chosen family members by my side. I hope for clearer skies and better days where life is going to be alright for the generation until then I will do whatever it takes to not let the world dimmer my light.

Cause even when the lights go out or even when they seem like there is no hope, but I believe in something and I believe in us.

So never give up on any of your hopes or long-term term goals because there will always be a great opportunity and journey to the destinations.