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Prologue.

"My Knight In A Shining Dress"

Prologue.

"Matty, can we go on in please?" Zoe begged, sticking out her bottom lip.

"Zo, I've already told you no, people pee in the sea, do you want to swim around in pee?"

"Matt, stop being a kill joy."

Looking upwards I saw Faye standing there with her signature smirk teasing her lips. I trailed my eyes over her face noticing how her soft, deep brown eyes were now shining with passion, the soft but noticeable redness that was now heating her cheeks and how her usual straight brown hair was in soft waves.

"Want a picture?" A soft smile played on her lips as she walked over to me.

I licked my lips in attempt to cure the dryness that had consumed them. "Please, my other ones aren't as up to date as I would like."

She rolled her eyes before looking down at Zoe, my 4 year old sister. "Hey Zo, do you want me to take you in the sea?"

Zoe nodded her head eagerly before reaching to take Fayes hand. "Let's go quick!" She shouted as she started pulling Faye down the beach.

"Faye, watch her please!" Worry laced in my voice.

"I will babe, don't you worry!" She shouted over her shoulder, sincerity filling her words.

I flopped down onto the beach towel, soaking up the sun as I listened to music. After nearly 2 years I still couldn't wrap my head around how lucky I was to have Faye, she was everything a guy like me could want and more. She had a laugh that could make anyone's heart melt and a personality most people crave. I opened my eyes and stared at the two most important girls in my life as they splashed each other and laughed as if there was nothing bad in the world.

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"Hey, let's stop for McDonalds, I'm starving," Faye groaned in the seat next to me.

I rolled my eyes as I turned down the side road. "Muffin, wake up, we're getting some food." I said as I shook her leg slightly.

Her eyes shot open as she jumped up in her seat. "Food?"

Chuckling slightly I pulled up at the drive through. "Yes Zo, food."

"Hello, can I take your order please."

"Uhm, can I have a happy meal with strawberry milkshake and two big macs with coke please."

"That will be £8.49 please." I handed the money over, grabbing the food in the process and giving it to Faye.

"So, about next Saturday..."

A wide smile spread over my face at the thought of what I had planned. "I'll pick you up at 2, bring spare clothes too." Faye looked over at me as a blush crept onto her face.

"Why?"

"You'll see," I said whilst winking at her. As I pulled out onto the road I noticed a set of blinding lights speeding towards us, I looked over at Faye seeing a look of fear steal her happiness causing her to grab my hand and squeeze it as a lone tear fell down her cheek. Screams from Zoe circled my mind as guilt swept through my veins. A sharp pain shot through the right side of my body causing the seatbelt to bite at my chest and leave me breathless. The sound of glass shattering filled my ears causing me instinctively raise my free arm to shield my face, leaving a small gap that allowed me to see Faye. Shards of glass ripped my clothes puncturing my skin and injecting me with a fresh wave of pain each time.

A gentle tug and a small but weak smile from Faye reassured me that she was okay. I summoned as much energy as I could to force myself to turn around and check on Zoe. Tears filled my eyes as I took in her small fragile body covered in cuts and bruises, her brown eyes that were usually warm and full of life, were now cold and full of death. She was gone. As I felt myself sinking deeper into darkess, the tears came faster and heavier leaving no room for breathing.

"Zoe..." I croaked breathlessy, as I gave into to the heaviness of my eyes.

Chapter 1.

"My Knight In A Shining Dress"

Chapter 1.

Today is the 24th of April 2010, a year ago today my life changed forever, a year ago today I lost the love of my life, a year ago today I got my sister killed. Memories of the accident flashed through my mind as I traced the letters imprinted in the smooth marble.

"I'm so sorry, Zoe," I whispered as a gust of wind swept through my hair. "Mom misses you, she can't handle coming to see you though, probably just as much as she can't handle looking at me," wiping away a tear that had escaped, I drew in a long breath. "Not like I can blame her though, I can't handle looking at myself, it's my fault that you're dead and I'll never forgive myself for that."

A soft sigh escaped my moist parted lips as I glanced around the cemetery noticing that I was the only one here. I focused my attention back on the lifeless headstone that sat in front of me. "I'll come back later, Muffin, I promise," I pushed myself up off the ground and headed towards my car, just as I was opening the door a loud rumble rippled through the air reminding me of the storm that was expected anytime soon. I climbed into the car, igniting it with life before making a U-turn and heading to school.

A large group was crowding around my usual parking spot so I chose one on the other side of the entrance not being able to take the high squeals that came from the girls when one of the rugby players were near, I pulled over and stepped out the car, greedily inhaling the cold air that welcomed me earning myself a few strange looks from those walking past me towards the school.

"Hey!" A soft voice yelled, causing my head to snap up in shock. "You parked in my spot."

"Uh.."

"Don't bother moving," Faye turned around frowning at the guy nearing her. "There is a spare spot next to me, you can park there for today, no big deal, right?" The stranger asked, looking at her with an intensity that made my heart ache.

"Yeah, you're right," she sighed. "Sorry...," she trailed off looking at me expectantly.

"Matt."

"Oh, right well sorry Matt, feel free to steal my parking spot for today but don't go making a habit out of it," her all too familiar smirk that haunted my dreams danced on her lips in a blissful grace.

"Got it," my eyes trailed down to the hand resting comfortably on her waist.

Clenching my jaw and clamping my fist, I forced myself to look away from the scene playing out in front of me and at the school I was heading towards instead. Just as I reached my locker a pair of long tanned legs came into my view, a low sigh escaped my lips before I put on my comfortable smirk.

"Matthew," Izzy trailed her finger down my chest before getting a firm grip on the waist band of my jeans and pulling me towards her. "I missed you this morning."

Mentally rolling my eyes I placed my hands on her waist pulling her even closer to me. "I'll make it up to you," I whispered before letting my lips place a lingering soft kiss below her ear.

"Matthew, my man!" An arm appeared around my shoulders pulling me swiftly away from Isabelle and leading me down the corridor. "I don't understand why you bother with her."

"She distracts my over reactive mind."

"So? You could find a decent girl, one who could distract you in a less sexual way, one who hasn't opened her legs for every guy in the damn school."

Pain bubbled up inside me fighting for surface. "There was a girl like that, there isn't now so can you drop it."

Nate glanced at me before nodding his head. "Sure."

Pushing open the door, I walked into the classroom heading towards my usual seat. Several greetings were thrown my way as more people started piling in but I ignored them and glanced out the window, letting the darkness cloud the faked happiness once again. There was no real happiness in my life anymore, not after Zoe died, not after Faye forgot who I was and what we had. A loud bang jolted me out of my head and out of my chair.

"What the..."

"I would think twice before you finish that sentence Mr Evans."

"Uh," my hand found it's way to my neck scratching it nervously.

"Detention after school, maybe you'll listen then."

"I'm busy after school."

"So am I but I have to waste my time on people like you who think it is acceptable to not listen in my lesson!" He spat as anger flared wildly in his eyes.

I rolled my eyes before grabbing my stuff and walking out the lesson, carelessly ignoring the voice of anger that I left behind and heading towards the calmness that washed over the large field surrounding the school. Sighing deeply I pushed a hand through my tousled hair before sitting under a tree and staring at the dull sky watching the clouds float softly across it.

-Flashback-

A deep chuckle escaped my chest as I pointed my finger towards the sky. "Hey look! That one looks like a bird on a boat."

"What? How does it look like that?" My left eyebrow rose as I turned to face her.

"How doesn't it?"

A soft giggle escaped her soft lips as she rolled her eyes at me. "Matthew James Evans, I will never understand the way your mind functions."

I plastered on a hurt expression as my hand found it's way to my heart. "That hurts Faye, that hurts bad."

She patted my chest before standing up. "I'm sure it does handsome, I'm sure it does."

I grabbed her hands and tugged at them causing her to fall and land on top of me. Raising a hand, I softly tucked a stray piece of her hair behind her ear staring into her deep brown eyes. "You're so beautiful."

A small gasp escaped her lips. "You're not going soft on me are you Matty?"

I placed my hands on her face slowly pulling her towards me. "Maybe," I whispered before planting my lips on hers.

-End of flashback-

Something wet hit my face just as the sky lit up, pulling me out of my thoughts. I stood up pondering which way to go, choosing the longest route to the car park knowing it would give me enough time to capture my loose emotions and bound them inside of me once again, not like it was anything unusual, I've been doing it ever since I went to visit my grandfather for Christmas one year in South Carolina and he pulled me into his study and said "I can see you looking at those pictures of your grandmother, getting all teary," his hand clamped down on my shoulder in a firm but gentle grasp. "Emotions are weakness, don't let them show, you'll be giving everyone a one way ticket to destroy you!" So I did exactly that, I didn't let them show, until I met Faye and he was right, showing my emotions did destroy me but in a way that would make even the holiest man question Gods intentions.The feeling of falling dragged me out of my thoughts just before my face collided with the grass.

"Umph." My head turned to the source of the muffled voice.

"Oh shit, sorry!" I scrambled to my feet then held out my hand to her.

"Watch where your going," she grumpled, ignoring my hand and got up herself.

Awkwardly, I pulled back my hand. "You couldn't have been watching where you were going either if you didn't move out of the way."

Her eyebrows shot up. "I guess all the chivalry got lost years ago and was replaced with this," gesturing her hands over my body she chuckled dryly.

I folded my arms over my chest. "Oh please, I offered to help you up, it's not my fault you're too arrogant to accept help from my polite self."

Her face flared red and her eyes glared into mine. "Oh get over yourself." She stormed past me making sure she bumped into my shoulder as she did. Who the hell was she? Surely she was new, I've never seen her around her before.

Shrugging my shoulders and shaking my head I headed to my car, reaching it just as it started to pour down. Warmth flooded me as I got in the drivers seat causing a shiver to shoot down my spine. I started up my car, pulled out of the parking spot and drove home, praying to myself that no one would be there.

Chapter 2.

"My Knight In A Shining Dress."

Chapter 2.

"Matthew, is that you?"

"Yeah mum, it's me," I followed her voice finding her in my father’s study noticing a bottle of vodka on the desk. "Are you okay? How much have you drank?"

"It's none of your business, I'm the parent around here not you," she took a long gulp out of the bottle before slamming it on the table and glaring at me. "Shouldn't you be in school?"

"The storm is rolling in, everyone has been sent home," I told her, lying through my teeth. I don't like lying to her and in normal circumstances I wouldn't but ever since the accident, well let's just say we haven't had a good relationship or even an okay one.

"So how's your day been, knowing that on this very day, last year you killed your little sister," she spat hatefully. "Wouldn't your father be proud of you, I bet he's rolling in his grave knowing that you're related to him, heck, I know I would be."

Her words cut me like a knife, tearing away at all the defenses I put up. I knew this would happen, I thought I was prepared for it but who am I kidding? How could I possibly prepare for it, she knows exactly how to tear me down. A loud slap silenced the air causing me to notice the pain spreading through my cheek.

"You're supposed to be my son and you killed my baby! My own flesh and blood killed my girl, my only girl!" She cried.

"It was an accident, you know that, please stop," I pleaded.

"Stop? How about you stop! You stop denying the fact that YOU are the reason your sister is dead, YOU are the reason that poor girl lost her memory, it's your fault!" She yelled jabbing her finger into my chest.

My eyes brimmed with tears at the harshness of her words and her voice combined. I turned around and headed to my bedroom. Stepping into my room I took the chance to look at the mess. The photos of me and my sister, me and my father, me and Faye, were all gone, all ripped and in a pile on the floor, glass surrounding it. My bedding and clothes were on the floor; the drawers emptied and smashed up. My white wall was now covered with red painting reading "You murderer!!!" My hand gripped the wall for support as I stumbled backwards. Fumbling around in my pocket I fished out my phone, dialing the number I pressed my phone to my ear.

After 3 rings a voice spoke out. "Sup?"

"Hey, can I stay yours for a while?"

"Yeah sure, any reason why?" Curiosity weaved in his voice.

I ran my hand over my face in attempt to compose myself. "I'll tell you later, I'll be round in 10 okay?"

"Yeah okay, bye."

I hung up then rushed around my room gathering everything I needed, carefully avoiding the glass. Once I had everything I ran down the stairs and out the door: I unlocked my car and threw my bag into the passenger seat. A sweet grumble broke out letting me know that it was alive, I pulled out of the driveway.

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"Wow, I can't believe she done that."

"Neither can I but she did, what am I supposed to do now? I can't go back there, I can't handle it, it's becoming too much, I just don't know anymore."

"I don't know man but you can stay here as long as you need to, you know my parents won’t mind."

"Thanks."

He gave me a sad smile before signaling me to follow him. I got up and walked behind him to the spare bedroom, I say spare bedroom but it is practically my bedroom, it has a lot of my stuff here, stuff that I've left here from before, clothes mainly. But there are several other things too, action figures of mine from when I used to come over when I was younger and we would play with them, camping equipment that my mum banned me from keeping in the garage because it made it look "messy" and several other things.

"So why aren't you at school?"

"I left when you called."

I nodded my head at him. "Is that a new bed?"

"Yeah, my mum said she'd rather you slept in something new and comfy than old and uncomfortable,” he grunted rolling his eyes.

"Oh I do love your mum Nate," I chuckled, falling onto the bed.

Ever since I were little Nate's mum has taken care of me as if I were her own, my life wasn't bad back then though, I thought it was perfect being the naive little kid I was, I didn't realise that the arguments my parents had were bad or that one of them would end up in my father having a heart attack and dying. But then I had Nate's father who would teach me the stuff I wish my father could have taught me, both him and Nate's mum have made a huge contribution to the person I have turned out to be and if it weren’t for them, I’m sure I would have made a huge mess in my life.

However, after my sister’s death, that changed, I lost who I was, if you can call it that. I changed and let me say that when people say change is good, this change most defiantly was not good but it helps me deal with everything and that’s the only thing I can deal with right now, dealing with things. If I don’t deal with anything then it will all fall apart and I can’t let that happen, I won’t be able to handle it all, I know I won’t.

Which leads me to Isabelle, don’t get me wrong, she’s been a good friend for years but that is all, a good friend. Sure, she knows how to have fun which is the main reason why I spend so much time with her, she takes my mind away from things for a while, there is no emotional attachment between us, there never has been, which makes leaving her in the morning so easy.

I know that probably makes me seem like a complete ass but she knows exactly how it is and what she’s getting into, it’s not like she wants a relationship either, she doesn’t want to settle done whilst she’s still young, she says that settling down is for people older and not for people in school. It would be very hypocritical of me to agree with her, there was once a time when I thought I had my whole life planned out and I had already settled down but not anymore and I won’t be making the same commitment anytime soon, it leaves you broken when it’s over and I don’t want that again, I don’t think I would be able to handle that again.

A strong, spicy scent drifted up my nose causing my mouth to water slightly. “Boys, I’ve got chinese!”

I looked over at Nate who looked at me with a smirk before turning and running towards the door, resulting in a large bang as he tripped over my bag and collided with the floor. I took the opportunity to bolt towards the door and down the stairs, thinking about the mouthwatering food that awaited me in the dining room but as soon as I reached the dining room door a heavy weight landed on my back causing me to stumble and crash, once again, to the floor.

After dinner me and Nate decided to head to a party one of my mates was throwing. It would sound quite arrogant of me to say that I’m popular but hell I am popular and I know it too. Any party that’s going to happen, I’m usually the first to find out about it and if I’m going to it, there’s usually more people that will go to it also. Though don’t think I’m one of those idiots that singles out people if they are smarter or quieter. Heck no, I want to be remembered for actually being a nice guy instead of a complete douche that would cause some quiet girl or boy, to self-harm. I don’t want to ever cause someone to do that to themselves, so when there is a party, I invite everyone in my year, obviously I’m not going to invite the younger years, I don’t want to be seen as the guy who got 13 and 14 year olds drunk.

“Hey Matt, over here!” I took a quick glance around the room, searching for whomever it was that shouted me. My eyes spotted a hand waving me over; I downed the bitter liquor and made my way through the crowd of people.

“Matt, have you met the new girl, Cassie?” My eyes followed the hand that was being held out and done a quick analysis of “the new girl”. She was wearing a short but classy black dress that fit perfectly, enhancing her curves, paired off with black heels that made her toned legs seem like they went on forever. Her soft brown hair was set into soft curls, daring me to run my hands through them. Then my eyes landed on her eyes, very fierce eyes may I add.

“You do know that staring won’t give you the power to see through my clothes, right?” She questioned, folding her arms over her chest.

“Oh, so you are actually wearing underwear?” I retorted, fighting the urge to smirk.

Her face turned a fiery red in anger. “As I said earlier, I guess all the chivalry got lost years ago and was replaced with this.”

Several “ooh’s” spread around us like a wild fire, I rose a questioning eyebrow at them before turning back to face the new girl, noticing that she had looked away nervously, her face now a softer red from embarrassment and not anger.

I let a soft chuckle escape my lips as I turned around and headed for the kitchen, knowing that’s where all the alcohol was being kept. I grabbed the tall bottle of vodka from the counter and downed it, before grabbing a few other bottles of, well I didn’t take the time to glance at the label before taking several hefty gulps from each bottle. Everything around me started to become hazy but at least I had succeeded in what I came here for; forgetting everything and everyone.

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