Hey guys!

So, after this, there is one chapter left!!!!! I can't believe that this book will be over! After the last chapter, there will be an epilogue, but I won't be writing a sequel. I don't feel like this story should have one.

However, I'm starting a new book after this one. It's called: My Brother Says I'm Dangerous. I would love you guys to follow me over to this one, I'm so excited, with heaps of new ideas!!

Thanks so much, I love you!!! xxx

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After keeping Evan's blackmail a secret for all this time, I find it almost terrifying that the truth is going to come out.

Sitting in the back of Coles truck, I don't even know where to start. After all this time, they know. They know everything. They know why I did it. They know why I abandoned them. They know why I ignored them, they know why I put myself in the danger they desperately tried to protect me from, they know why I put Alex through hell. 

The question is will they forgive me.

I can see Cole, staring straight ahead obviously in pain, physically, and mentally. Vincent is pale, lost in thoughts, silent. The twins are quiet, Elliots head on Seths shoulder, both with bloody noses, not bothering to wipe them.

And Alex. Alex hasn't let go of my hand since we got in the car.

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We pull into their driveway, after a car ride of silence. Zane and Jake pull up next to us on their bikes, with Hayden. Everybody gets out, and heads inside. Alex looks at me, and lets go of my hand, opening the door and getting out. I follow him, into the house, and into the kitchen, where everybody is.

"Harper!" I brace myself, before a little body launches into my arms, and I catch him, before he falls.

"Hi Will." I say, tearing up again. "I missed you."

"I missed you to." He mumbles, muffled by my neck. He pulls away, and I get a look at his face. He's pale, with large dark circles under his eye. He's obviously suffering.

I slowly put him down, and he clings to my hand, coughing slightly.

"Come on buddy." Scarlett smiles gently, picking him up. "Nap time."

"No!" He protests. "I wanna stay with Harper!"

"Go to bed Will." I tell him, choking up a little. "I'll see you soon."

"Promise?" He asks.

"Promise." I say.

He leaves the kitchen with Scarlett, and I'm left alone with the boys. I keep my eyes on the floor, not wanting to look at their faces.

"Harper." I look up, to see Cole in front of me. "What's going on?" I frown, not sure how to start.

"I'm sorry." I choke. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you. Evan told me if I talked to you he would tell his Dad to stop supplying you, and Trent is terrifying, and I-"

Before I can do anything, he engulfs me in a hug, holding me tight. My tears overflow, and I lean into the hug, grateful.

"I'm sorry." I sob. "I didn't want anything bad to happen to Will, but I didn't want to hurt you guys, especially Alex-"

"You shouldn't be sorry." Zane says across the kitchen. "I understand. You did it for Will. If you didn't do what you did, my brother might not be here. Thank you." Cole lets go of me, standing back.

"Well, I guess it didn't help in the end anyway." I say wearily.

"You gave him more time." Jake says. "You couldn't have known."

"He'll be ok." Zane says seriously. "We always get through it. Always. We'll find a way." I nod.

"Ok." I say, as Alex wraps his arm around my waist. I'm determined to help fix this. 

I look up at Alex, and gasp.

"You're still bleeding." I say. I grab some tissues from the kitchen table, and press it gently onto the cut on his chin. The other boys do the same, grabbing ice and wash cloths. The twins ice their noses, and Zane rips off his shirt, which is practically ripped in half. He groans, washing the blood off his face.

"Evan can't even fight." He says. "If I could get my hands on him again-"

"You would probably kill him." Scarlett smiles, walking into the kitchen. "Anyone need stitches?"

"Maybe." Hayden winces, lifting up his shirt, showing us a gash in his side. "Why did we decide to fight on gravel again?"

"I told you not to fight." Cole says sternly. "You and the twins are too young for this stuff." Scarlett looks at it, and frowns.

"I can't do anything until you wash the blood and dirt off." She says. "It doesn't look to deep." She moves on to Alex, dismissing his injury to. "You ok Harper?" She asks.

"Yeah." I tell her. "I'm fine."

"Can I just check your stomach and back?" She asks. "Sometimes you don't know that your hurt, you know? Adrenaline."

"Ok." I say. She prods my stomach, finding nothing. I turn around, and she prods. I wince, and frown, knowing what that is.

"What's that?" She frowns, lifting up my shirt slightly, to reveal the slightly yellowing bruise that my Father gave to me a couple of nights ago.

"That's not from the fight." I say quickly, turning around, pulling my shirt down. "It's fine." 

"Is that from your Father?" Alex asks, his eyes darkening.

"It's fine." I tell him. "Really."

"I'll kill him." Alex growls.

"Now that this is all over you can move back in." Cole says sternly. I look at him, not answering.

"What?" Alex snaps. "Of course you can."

"I'm not leaving my Mother alone with them again." I say quietly. Cole looks at me sternly.

"Everybody sixteen and under get out." He growls. Asher Hayden and the twins scram. Cole looks at Vincent expectantly, who whistles slightly. He looks up at Cole, sighing.

"I turn seventeen in two weeks!" He protests.

"You're lucky I let you come today." Cole says. "Alex and Jake didn't start fighting until they turned seventeen. Get out." He leaves sheepishly, closing the door.

Alex takes a bag of ice from the freezer, and lifts my shirt slightly.

"It won't help." I say. "It's a couple of days old, use it for your chin." He ignores me, placing it on my side.

"You're too damn selfless, you know that?" Cole says lowly.

"I'm fine!" I protest.

"No you're not!" He shouts. "I made a mistake just letting you go without any fight. I told myself that you knew what you were doing, because why else would you have gone back? And I was right, you had a reason, but now, no way!"

"I can't leave my Mom again!" I shout back.

"We'll figure something out-" He tries, but he's interrupted. Bianca slams the kitchen door open, gasping when she sees me.

"What are you doing here?" She asks confused.

"Long story." I say wearily.

"No, but how?" She asks.

"After the fight-" Jake starts, but Bianca shuts him up.

"What fight?" Her eyes widen, frightened. "Harper, I just went to your house to try and talk to you, and Evan's car is in the driveway. I came here for help, I thought you would've been with him!"

My heart stops.

"What?" I whisper.

"Harper, Evan's at your house!" She shouts.