Ana has a dark past not many people know about. She has to give up all of her friends and change her entire way of living. Can she do it? Can she heal?


1. Chapter 1

I walked through the automatic doors into the sunshine.  A car horn blared and I turned to see my brother’s car. He opened his door and was climbing out as I ran to him. I threw my arms around his neck and he picked me up.

            “I missed you so much!” I yelled.

            “I missed you too.” He replied, setting back down on the ground. “Ready to get out of here?”

            I turned and looked back at the hospital. “Yeah.” I reached down, picked up my bag, and walked to the passenger side of the car. We drove in silence for about ten minutes. Josh focusing on the road and me staring out the window, getting farther and farther from the place where I regained my sanity.

            “Mom doesn’t want you to live in the dorms at Wittier anymore.” Josh said. I felt my heart drop. I was already expecting this but hearing it made it real.

            “So back home for me.” I said with a sarcastic smile.

            “Not quite.” Josh said. I looked at him quizzically. Just as I was about to ask him what he meant he turned into the apartment building right next to campus.

            “No way.” I said under my breath, not believing I was getting an apartment.

            “I know what you’re thinking and also not quite.”

            “What are you taking about?” I asked. He pulled into a parking space, turned off the car, and got out, grabbing my bag.

            “Just come on.”

            I jumped out of the car and followed him through the doors and onto an elevator. When we reached the fourth floor we got out and Josh led me to apartment 45. He pulled out his keys and unlocked the door. I was expecting to see a freshly furnished apartment, waiting for me to make my own. What I walked into was a man cave, from the Xbox games on the counter to the dirty socks on the couch.

            “Mom got us an apartment, surprise!” he said, setting my bag on the floor by the couch. It wasn’t what I was expecting, but it was way better than going home.

            “With a little cleaning I could totally see myself living here.” I said sarcastically.

            “Sorry about that. I was going to clean but I stayed at Charlie’s last night.” He said, winking.

            “Gross.” I said, punching his arm. “Which room is mine?”


            After getting settled into my new room I went into the living room and started cleaning. I didn’t know where everything was supposed to go, so I made groups of things. Clothes, shoes, dishes, cds, and video games. I was almost done with my organizing when Josh walked out of his room.

            “Wow. I can see the floor.” He said, picking up the pile of clothes and shoes, taking them to his room. I put the video games under the TV stand and the CDs on the shelf attached to the wall.

“Is that okay?” I asked Josh when he returned from his room.

            “It’s perfect.” He said, “Do you want to go get some dinner?”

            “Yeah.” I said, grabbing my purse from my bedroom doorknob.

            “Some guys from the team are coming.” He said nonchalantly. My brother was on the swim team. I tried not to let myself panic.

            “Will Tanner be there?” I asked, trying to match his tone and failing.

            “Of course not Ana. Coach kicked him off of the team, remember?” Josh said, grabbing my hand. “I would never put you in that situation.” I hugged him for a second and pulled away.

            “Enough of that. Don’t want to ruin my makeup.” I said. Josh chuckled, grabbed his car keys, and led me out of the apartment.


            We pulled up to our favorite dive after twenty minutes of driving, and horrible singing.

            “Oh my God! I’ve missed this place so much!” I say, getting out of the car and practically jumping around.

            “Which is why I picked it for tonight. Duh.” Josh says, locking the car and walking towards the doors to the restaurant. When we walk in I can see the boys from the team gathered around the bar. They all turn when they hear the bell over door and start rushing towards us. Next thing I know I’m being hugged by eight guys. They all let go of me and start back towards the bar. They may be jocks but they have the hearts of puppies most of the time.

            My brother follows his team and the only people by the door are me and Daniel, my brother’s best friend. They’ve known each other since high school and he is practically another sibling.

            “Hey. It’s really good to see you. I’m glad you’re back.” He says, hugging me.

            “It’s good to see you too.” I say, hugging him back. I can feel myself start to tear up. I didn’t know how hard it would be to see him again. Daniel is the person who saved me from myself. He was the only person who knew what was really happening with me, to me, and because of me.

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