Prologue

To be honest if it wasn't for Wolf or Wynne or Chase I don't think I go on with my life. The pain my Aunt puts me through is unbearable, and I'm sure a lot of people could agree with me.

Wolf. Wolf Reed my crush since 6th grade. The guy I've never talked to, which is sad on a whole new level. Wolf he's... he's you know? The person you can't live without. The person you have to see at least once so your day will be bearable. He lights up my world in ways he'll never know. Manly because I wouldn't talk to him.

Wynne, poor poor, Wynne. She puts up with my unsociable self. I love her for that. She even puts up with the fact I have had the hots for her brother the moment I met him. She puts up with me ogling her beautiful, gorgeous, older brother. Sighs. Crap I'm getting off track, sorry. She's amazing in her own loud ways.

Chase... Chase my big brother, my idol, my life. He dropped out of school, got three low paying jobs to get us out of the place we stay the night at. He knows the pain I go through, because he's going through it with me. A lot of days I wish he would leave without me so he doesn't have to suffer. But I'm selfish. I can't suffer or be alone. Plus he won't have any of it. I love him, he's the only real family I have left. Or consider family.

Aunt Kate... I don't even want to bring that monster up. She strikes fear into me even when's she's not around. Days she pushes to the brink of my wanting to end my life to get away from her. But I could never do that to the people who give me life.

So forgive me. I am a coward. I am selfish. I am horrified every time I go home. I so please I beg of you to help me through these days. Let me continue living. Let me see my brother, my best friend, and my boyfriend again.

Don't let me die this way, don't let me die by the hands of the monster that calls me nephew. Don't let me die before being able to live. Don't let me die before this way in front of my brother. Don't let me die before I was able to tell Wynne thank you for sitting next to me at lunch in the 6th grade. And. And. And don't let me die before I was able to tell Wolf I love him.