I looked at the date. I gasped as I flicked the newspaper to the other side of the room. The paper was printed about a week ago. So, Alicia was missing.

“That girl must have faked her name that.” Ezekiel pointed out, “She must have saw that head line, unaware that it said that they found her body. Maybe she thought it said that she was found. Like she was kidnapped and they found her alive. So maybe she is so new to them that she didn’t know her name and spilled out that one.”

“But…why did she want to find her mother?” I asked, “Why not ask you what happened to both of her parents?”

“Maybe she had memories of not liking her father.” Amrit chimed in as he made his way towards the kitchen.

I shot a death glare at him.

“Thank you, Mr. Obnoxious.”

Amrit grabbed a Corona and shrugged.

“Eh, I thought I should put my two cents in it.”

“Fucking don’t.”

“Adamaris. Please.” Ezekiel commanded me, “Amrit, you want to get me a pack of cigarettes for me? I ran out.”

“Oh, of course!” Amrit said happily.

Amrit stuck his pink tongue out at me and skipped out of the door. Man, he is so flaming that he doesn’t even know it.

“Seriously, why do you have him as a roommate?” I asked Ezekiel as soon as Amrit shut the door.

Ezekiel shrugged at my question.

“He’s a good fuck?”

“Not cool, man.”

Ezekiel chuckled as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of Mobile Lights. I gasped.

“You bitch. You do have cigarettes.”

“So? Amrit doesn’t know that.”

I laughed at him.

“God.”

I sighed heavily.

“Why didn’t I fuck you that day when I was sixteen?”

“I don’t know. That would have been a great threesome.”

“Fuck off.”

I stuck my tongue out at him.

“So, I am going to this party later.”

“Please don’t change the subject.”

I frowned.

“Well, I will. This girl has nothing to do with us.”

“If she is the boss’s daughter than yes. She has a shit load.”

“But I am going to this party later. I bet it will be kick ass. I think I am sort of going to this cause I need to split.”

I hopped off the chair.

“Remember…remember when I found out what happened to you when you were nine?”

All I could do was think about that day.

“Oh course. You have no idea how much that helped and affected me.”

“To think. You. A little nine year old like this girl was. Raped and cut up alive by him. Life isn’t fair. You were just lucky that they could identify those pieces. But what if that girl went through the same thing and--”

“She was already raped.”

Ezekiel just stared at me.

“Oh she wouldn’t be in this situation. Alive. No way in hell would a thirteen year old want to fuck someone.”

“Well,” Ezekiel sighed as he placed his head in his hands, “we’ll just have to see.”

He placed his cigarette in the ash tray.

“Maybe…maybe I should get going.”

I just stared at him but he didn’t look back. He was just looking at the article.

“And you should fucking know that life isn’t fair. You were jumped on by a gang and killed.”

“Yeah, but the boss told me my fate a week before it happened.”

I just shook my head. I shouldn’t deal with this shit right now. I walked out the door.

I tried to look like hot shit tonight. I don’t know if it exactly worked out. I had on a tight salmon colored long sleeved shirt (even though it was spring and I did wear a push up bra so my boobs looked a cup bigger). I had on my black and dark purple Good Charlotte hoodie jacket (unzipped). And light jeans with some pure white shoes. I was all set to go. I straightened my hair and had it, once again, up in a pony tail and my bangs in my eyes. My make-up was brown eyeliner, pink eye shadow that shimmered and with a hint of clear lip gloss.

My cell phone rang. The song ‘Helena’ by My Chemical Romance blasted hard.

I squealed and answered the phone.

“Hello?” I asked to the phone.

“Hey cutie, what’s up?” The voice asked me from over the phone.

I mentally pranced around like a little school girl. It was Max. Cutie Max. The best friend of my unrequited love. They were so close, they could go gay for each other at any minute.

“Oh, I’m fine.”

“Shit, I forgot to call you. I am going to be there in ten. Think you can make it on

time?”

Sounded like a challenge. Too bad for him.

“Already done chibi.”

I could feel his smirk though the phone.

“Excellent.”

“I got to go and pee.”

Shit? Did I just say that? I blushed in embarrassment as he chuckled.

“No prob babe. See ya.”

“Yeah…bye.”

I hung up the phone and sprinted to the bathroom to pee. Once I finished, I looked one more time at myself in the mirror. I guess I looked okay. I felt my pockets. Cell. Good Luck Charm. Perfect.

My good luck charm…it’s a puff ball. It literally is. I think it was from my friend Scottia’s old jacket. I found it in her attic. Then I placed it in my pocket and I had good luck ever since. The puff was orange with thick, black poka dots and a string attached to it.

“Well Max, here I come.” I said to myself.

I walked into my living room and plopped on the lavender couch. It was nice and velvet. I sat there…thinking about my unrequited love for Eden. Man, liking someone for five years. I am so pathetic emotionally. Sometimes I walk a little faster, in the school hallway, just to get next to him. I know, it is upsetting.

I curled up in a ball on the couch.

But I just cant stop loving you…

In the car (his was a Aston Martin V8 Vantage Styles), we blasted The Medic Droid. It was already dark outside.

Max had on a black short sleeve shirt and dark straight jeans with black skater shoes. Man, lots of black. He actually didn’t have on his blue blocker sun glasses. Well, dun Ada, it’s dark out.

“So cutie, you play beer pong?” Max asked over the techno music.

“That game is the shit.” I yelled back.

Never played that game in my life. But I saw that Max smirked.

“Sweet.”

I changed the song, it played ‘Riot Girl’ by Good Charlotte.

“Woot. This song is mad old.”

“Shit, yeah.”

We blasted the music very loud. It felt like our own little club in the car. The bass

was heavy and it vibrated my body. I was very happy to be going to this party. But tomorrow, I have to call Maya and give her every detail of what happened, even though she wanted to go. And you know that she would cause she knows me. I would hate it if she tagged along. She is semi-friends with Eden so they might talk. Eden hates me for no apparent reason…

But thank god for Jayden. He planned her a romantic outing with will result into hot steamy sex on a hill. Defiantly. And she would never pass down that offer.

“Oh, and another surprise.” Max screamed.

“What?” I yelled/asked him.

“We are an hour late for this party.”

“What? Why?”

“I just love to be late for this shit. It is fun.”

“Huh? Why?”

“I dunno.”

“You’re strange, I hope you know that.”

“Thank you?”

He sounded like he was asking a question. I don’t know, but I laughed anyway.

When we got there, Max shook his head and hands, like he was getting ready for a fight. Then, he wrapped his hands around my waist. I blushed.

“M-max…w-hat the hell?” I stuttered.

“Well, I invited you so, well, you’re my date.” he answered me.

Max went off and knocked on the door three times, then rang the door bell. We probably waited for thirty seconds before someone answered the door. But I didn’t mind

since I was enjoying this moment right here. Sort of leaning into Max’s body. I blushed even brighter. He wasn’t warm though, his body was cold. But I liked it any way.

Axel was the one who opened up the brown colored door to the three story yellow house.

“Sup, Max?” Axel asked.

They did some stupid hand shake that meant that they were brothers or something. Axel went and looked at me.

“Oh…Adamaris. I remember you. You were in my Latin class freshman year.”

Yeah, that was before I went and took up Japanese with Max and a couple other hundred. Once Japanese class appeared and German disappeared, everyone wanted to take it. There was a waiting list to get into that class.

“Yes. I remember you Axel, how nice to meet you.” I said with a sweet smile on my face.

Max immediately nuzzled at my neck and I blushed even more, if that was possible. My legs started to give and my stomach trembled.

Axel chuckled.

“So, you two going out or some shit?” He asked us.

“I dunno but would you let us the fuck in?” Max asked/yelled with a smirk on his perfect face.

“Yeah.”

He moved slightly out of the way so Max can drag me away into the blaring

music and the crowds of people in a huge living room. The room was huge, it had the 62” flat screen television (possibly a plasma). It had a huge stereo system which blasted some techno crap that I never even heard of. There was a tan leather wrap around couch with a glass coffee table pushed off to side so it doesn’t break.

This was all new and strange to me. I never been to a wild party before. I been to parties with my friends where we cosplay or play Wii or we play truth or dare in our PJs. Nothing like this. Never one with music, beer, or guys.

Max went and pulled me to the couch and we sat now next to a couple making out. I couldn’t see who it was or I would have some awesome gossip.

“I’ll get you a drink, kay?” Max yelled to me.

He got up and for some reason, I felt a loss inside of me. But I just sat there, waiting for him to come back with beer. You know, I never had a beer in my life.

Someone sat down next to me, I looked over and it was my unrequited love, Eden. My stomach turned into mush, a blush on my cheeks, hands trembling, legs formed into Jell-O. I got the works when I see him.

He took a sip of his Bud Light and his eyes darted in my direction to look at me. I stared at him. We just sat there, looking at each other for a couple of seconds till he rolled his eyes and got up. He walked away.

Now that hurt. My heart stung.

“Hey,” Max greeted me, “here you go.”

He handed me a Bud Light. I don’t want this shit. Ezekiel told me this huge list of why Corona was the best and one was that Bud Light had this gross after taste and burned your throat (well all beer does, but this one is apparently the worst) when you drink it. But

what the hell, fuck Ezekiel.

I was about to take a sip when we heard Axel scream:

“Beer pong!”

Max grabbed on to my knee,

“Wanna go beautiful?” Max asked me.

I shrugged.

And what sucked is, that even though he shows these affectionate moves and calls me sweet names, it doesn’t effect me. It doesn’t really make me blush or make my stomach do a 360. No. Which that is why I fell bad for Max.

Max grabbed on to my free hand and pulled me over to the kitchen/dinning room. Apparently, from what I heard, this was the smallest room in the house. And it was about half the size of my apartment. It was a pure white and silver (platinum) kitchen with an electric stove and a white island in the middle with a bowl of fake fruit with candles around. There was a dinning room table, a wooden oak one, with two cups aligned next to each other with 1/3 of beer in them. And Axel was standing on the other side of the table which the cups where.

“Who wants to go first?” Axel asked the huge crowd that wanted to play.

There was still a lot in the living room dancing or making out. But no one said anything in the crowd of people. Then Axel looked directly at me. His eyes burned so I quickly adverted my eyes as my stomach formed butterflies.

Axel had a girlfriend, yes, but he was also hot. He had short curly brown hair

with brown eyes. A jock figure like Max (Eden had an anorexic figure) with a polite yet spunky attitude. Him and his girlfriend have been going out since 7th grade, extremely off and on that it wasn’t even funny. It was worse than Maya and Jayden. Axel and Carla at least break up once every two weeks but for some reason, one of them just comes crawling back to the other. It’s different every time.

“I say Miss Polite should go.” Max volunteered me.

“Nani?!” I screamed as a reaction.

Nani was ‘what’ in Japanese. Axel smirked at me.

“I was just thinking that Maxi.” Axel said to Maxfield, “Come on Miss Polite, lets go.”

I gulped huge. I handed over my can of beer to Max and he gladly took it, taking a quick sip, sort of like he wished I would have never noticed. I slowly made my way to Axel. This isn’t good. Not good at all. Having my first sip of beer playing beer pong.

“I hope you know how to play this.” Axel said as he looked right at me.

I nodded slowly. Of course I knew how to play this game. I have seen it in the movies countless of time. I know the rules. I have just never played it in real life before. That was the major difference.

“You wanna go first?”

I shrugged. Why the hell not.

I grabbed the ping pong ball and tried to aim. I didn’t want to drink any of the garbage water. So I aim, and lightly chuckled it. I prayed that it would make it in the cup, but it didn’t. It missed by a short shot. Axel chuckled and chuckled a ball to my cup. It hit.

“Now you have to drink.” I heard someone say.

But there was already a buzz in the room and the music in the other room. So maybe the person who said it wasn’t talking to me.

What am I talking about? Of course they were probably talking to me. I mean, now I have to take a drink of this shit.

I went slowly to the other side of the table and grabbed my cup of beer. Okay, okay. Just think of the beer as Coca-Cola. Then maybe, since your brain is so amazing, it will turn into Coke and I would like beer and join everyone else.

I brought the cup to my lips and took a small sip out of it. The taste was bitter and very sour which made me cough and choke. The teens laughed at me. I shot a glare towards them. I took another sip, now I was pretty used to the taste of the beer. It actually didn’t taste as bad as I thought it would be. I drank the rest in one gulp.

People whistled at me. And with that, I smirked at Axel as has he made his way back to the other side of the table after coming over to see if I was okay.

The game lasted till six more rounds. I, only getting two of Axel’s cups while he got all six of mine. But after the game, I went over to Max.

“Good game.” Max said as he handed me my can of beer.

I took a sip of my beer.

“Thanks cutie.” I commented back.

I didn’t even change it to Japanese, I didn’t care anymore. He was looking really hot right now. Eden who now?

My eyes didn’t refocus until I saw the slight moonlight through the curtains. I was in a dark bed room. I could feel I was on a bed but I could also feel something else come up in me. I looked down at who was doing it. It was Max.

I didn’t have my shirt on or my bra. It must have been some where in the room. My hair was actually down for the 1st time in a while, it was down to the middle of my back. Max was touching and cupping my right breast as he left me a hickey on my neck. I wasn’t moaning or anything. I was just sitting there. I tried to get a nice look at Max. He didn’t have a shirt on and his body shined in the same amount of moonlight.

“M-Max…?” I asked but my voice sounded off, it sounded raspy.

He stopped and looked me in the face. His black eyes smothered through me. Max leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips.

“I want you.” Max told me as his lips we pressed against my lips.

I blushed as he went to chewing on my right earlobe. I wanted to warn him about my disease, eczema, which you get it by eating it but I couldn’t say anything. I was too drunk, too warn out.

So…it is up to you Envy. What do you do? Do you let this happen? Do you turn into not being a virgin? Or are you going to chicken out?

I did want my first time to be with Eden. But, I don’t think that will ever happen. Why does he hate me for no fucking reason?

My thoughts were interrupted by Max’s left index finger trialing along my pant line. I moaned as a reaction. Shit. You should probably stop this now, Ada. Just do--

“Max.” I said again.

He was leaving me another hickey. God. How the hell am I going to hide this from

my parents?

But he didn’t even try to stop. Instead, he grabbed my right hand and his left hand was rubbing my stomach now. He grabbed my hand and stuffed it down his pants. Now, I hope the saying “once you put your hand down there, you cant take it out” was a bunch of bullshit cause I sort of want this to stop. Now it is a little bit shaky.

“Please.”

Damn it. It sounded like I was pleading.

But he looked up at me and smiled warmly.

“You don’t know what I am going to do with you tonight. You. Uh. You, yes, just wait.” Max said to me but he sounded drunk.

So we were both drunk, at least I wasn’t enough to forget.

“Max, no. We are--”

He grabbed my hand that was in his pants and started moving it, he moaned slightly.

“Max. Please. Not this. Not tonight. You are drunk like hell. So am I. I mean, you want to remember the first time. It is--” I forced my hand to stay still but my mind wasn’t connecting to my hand, “It is suppose to be very good. Some- Some other time, baby.”

Max actually understood me. He sighed and sat up completely straight so my hand came out of his pants. My hand was strangely cold now and empty. This disgusted me.

“I just wanted to…” His voice trailed off.

“Me too. But some other time. Not now.”

Max sighed heavily again.

“Let me hug you.”

I raised a eyebrow at him but I bet he could hardly see me since the moon was facing his direction and not mine.

“Kay.”

He grasped on to my tightly and we lied on the bed. He was, of course, on top of me. His hug was like a huge bear hug. It was tight.

For some reason, the song ‘Halloween’ from Rent started playing in my head. I have no idea why.

From the line: ‘how the hell did I get here, how the hell?’ his answer was Christmas. Christmas Eve last year. What is mine? What ever happened to me that changed everything?

Did it start when I was bored and decided to go up to Max and say very seductively: ‘I want your babies’. Or was it before then. Was it when I placed all my things in my locker and I looked to my right, and that is when I saw him. Skinny, pale, light brown hair, hazel eyes, and about 6’1”. He was gorgeous. I wanted him right then and there. I think it was called: love at first sight. He was in three of my classes. Him being skinny made me feel fat. Him being tall made me feel short.

It was Eden. And it wasn’t till two weeks later of being his lab partner did I start developing a crush on him.

Or was it even before that? Was it when I walked into the school for the first time in 7th grade. When everyone started calling me a pot head because I dressed liked one. But I never even went close-- well, I did smoke it in 6th grade.

So was it in 6th grade? When I went on a smoking spree? When I did crack? When I drank my first sip of beer? When me and my other friends decided to try and kill the vice principal? Well, let’s just say that didn’t work out. Instead, we killed her dog. We wanted blood. We were so sick that we placed the blood in a water bottle, rushed to the park a near my house, and drank the blood. We were screaming at the full moon while drinking dog’s blood.

I felt like throwing up.

So…think Adamaris. When did it all start? How did you get here? Right now? Was it because in 7th grade, you saw this girl crying in a corner in the hallway? And that girl happened to be the bitch everyone hates in your group. But if it wasn’t for that one time that I finally got up the guts and turned around to help her, then she wouldn’t have asked me to hitch a ride to Barnes ‘N’ Noble. Then I wouldn’t have met Max. Then I wouldn’t have been getting it on with him.

Yeah, that’s it.

I grabbed my clothes, going into the bathroom that was attached to the bedroom. I fixed my hair and placed it into a ponytail with my bangs down. I made sure that I zipped up my hoodie half way, so that the two deep red and slightly purple hickeys weren’t noticeable.

“Thanks Maxfield.” I said as I went out of the bathroom.

The light to Axel’s bedroom was on. His room was a dark blue with a king sized black colored book.

“Huh? What?” He asked me.

“Your fucking hickeys. I mean, I have to hide them from my ma and pa now.”

I huffed as I sat down next to him on the bed. Max still had his shirt off, revealing his four pack. My eyes were locked to his abs.

“Like what you see?”

He patted his pack, which makes me look away.

“You wish chibi.”

“Shit, Axel told me to wash his sheets after this--” Good. He was starting to sound normal. “I mean, do I still have to after we didn’t do anything?”

I shrugged towards him.

“Just do it. I’ll fake that you’re a sex god. How bout that?”

“Nah.” He nuzzled at my neck, “I’ll wait. It will be special.”

I smiled at him.

“That is just want I wanted to hear from you.”

I looked around the living room as I got into my apartment. Good. My pa already decided to go to sleep.

I went to my room. It hasn’t changed since I was in eight grade. There is a bunk bed against the wall in front of me. The dresser is on the other side, which was directly to the right of me. The bunk bed was wooden and had a couple of draws that stored some of my clothes and a desk was also attached to it.

I turned on the television and turned on Nick and Nite. There is something that

made me fall in love with this channel. I love old shows.

Now thinking about it, I feel sad. I wanted to do something with Max…something with Eden. But I didn’t. I didn’t. I couldn’t. I…

I stopped myself. I need to stop thinking. It is bad for me to over think.

I undressed and got into an oversized blue T shirt that went to my knees and went to the top bunk. The bottom bunk was my sister’s but she is at collage in Virginia.

The next morning, I awake by the sound of my cell phone going off, playing ‘Helena’ by My Chemical Romance. I was groggily as I moaned and rolled over to ignore my phone. It stopped, but about a minute later it started ringing again. I sighed in frustration as a picked up the phone.

“What the fuck do you want?” I screamed into the phone.

“God. Don’t be such a pussy.”

It was Maya.

“Oh, you want to know the details of the party.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

Should I tell her the truth…or no?

“I saw Aysha Pricilla and Cain Warmer making out with each other. We played beer pong, I lost against Axel. Then…we I came back from the bathroom, I walked in with them playing spin the bottle. Eden was playing so I decided to, I never landed on him but he landed on at least two girls and it looked like a nice kiss. I was pissed.”

“Ha-ha, nice.” Maya chuckled.

“Then, everyone played seven minutes in heaven, I went in with Eden.”

“OMG, what the hell happened?!”

“Nothing, he was all the way on the other side of the closet. And when I tried to get a little bit closer to him, he made this sort of hissing noise. He, like, truly hates me. But I didn’t think he even saw me come in, I saw him…but he didn’t look in my direction.”

“Sucks for you.”

I hope you burn in fucking hell, bitch. Wait. Don’t. Go to heaven and get raped by gay angels. Cause when I die, I am suppose to go to hell.

Because I am a sin. I am already died. Someone who loves you truly will make you come back to life, either having some part of their body removed or them dying their selves. I don’t know who turned me into this.

Ezekiel’s mother used her life to make him alive again. The boss told his mother and she used her life to make him pursue his dream to be a detective. She claimed, apparently, that her life was meaningless now and Ezekiel was still young.

I wonder who saved me. My mother is very sick, but that is only because her stomach doesn’t work properly. No limbs are missing, no organs, no soul. Nothing. She is close to being fine. My father is perfect and so is my sister. My whole family is fine other than some who have cancers and diabetes. So who did it?

But everything that I said about Eden was true. But I didn’t come back from a bathroom break, I came back from almost having hot sex with Max.

I don’t know what the hell is wrong with Eden.

“Oh my god, no way. I wish I was there.” Maya said to me with envy.

“Swear to god. But…how was your night with Jayden?” I asked her.

“O to the M to the G. It was the hottest and most passionate night that I have ever had.”

I rolled my eyes.

“You said that the last time.”

“Well, this was way better. Okay, so first he--”

“NOO thank you. Please. I’m good. I’m good.”

“Ya sure? I mean, you are still a virgin.”

“So? I don’t give a shit.” I thought for a second, “Why the fuck did you call me so early in the morning?”

“Dude, it is two in the afternoon.”

I rolled over on my side and groaned.

“Shit. I have to do my homework. Ah, never mind. I just wont do it.”

“Ada, we are seniors now. Did any collage actually accept you yet?”

“For your information, yes. One collage has.”

“Oh really, what school is that.”

“Mercer Community Collage.”

Maya started laughing,

“Fuck you bitch!”

“What ever happened to us going to Rider together.”

“Well did you get into fucking Rider?”

“I did.”

“Piss off!”

I hung up the phone on her. I placed my silver slim cell phone next to me on my pillow. It is now Sunday afternoon. What to do?

I think I will go to Ezekiel’s now.

I did want I planed to.

I got dressed into my black Capri leggings with my long tight white V-neck shirt that stopped right below my butt with a dark yellow/gold color tank and my black converse (it covered up my hickeys nicely). My hair was usual and so was my make-up.

“Hey, Ezekiel, find anything interesting?” I asked him as I went towards him.

He was in the same place as I last left him. He looked like he actually never moved from that spot since last night.

He sighed heavily.

“A little.” He answered me, “What sin do you think so would have been?”

“Huh?”

“Well, what ever sin you are explains how you died.”

“That makes no fucking sense, Ezekiel.”

He sighed once more and took out another cigarette and lit it.

“Let’s take you as an example.”

He smoked a little before he spoke.

“You are Envy because of how you died. Everything was taken away from you. You were raped when you were nine, you lost a piece of you there. You were hacked into

pieces. You lost everything in one night. That is why when you were reborn, you were considered Envy since you don’t have anything and now you want things.”

“No. I don’t. I am perfectly fine.”

“I am Lust since I was killed at a younger age. I was still a virgin at the time wanting. Longing for someone to love. But then I was killed. So I am Lust.”

“What about Wrath? What about your step-sister?”

“I knew that my father loved her, but I don’t remember him. He was far away with his girlfriend. The woman didn’t want a child, but he wanted another one. So she had the child and always made her hurt and sick. Till it went too far and she died at the age of nine. But my father wasted his life to bring her back to life. Now she is Wrath. For one parent killing her.”

“But we already have all out sins in check. So she isn’t a sin. So she isn’t the boss’s daughter. Case closed.”

“Adamaris, let’s be serious for once.”

I got pissed.

“No! You be serious for once! She was obviously pulling some stupid trick. She wanted you to be weak. I bet you will die soon and--”

But I got cut off by a slap across my face. A picture of my father automatically came to my mind. But it wasn’t my father, it was Ezekiel. I gasped and cupped my cheek that he slapped.

“E…”

I trailed off. Ezekiel noticed what he did and he up from his chair. He burned out his cigarette.

“God, Adamaris. Are you--”

I stepped away from him.

“And I was trying to see how you were doing. But