Avery's POV

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I stare at him as he is holding the pen and writing notes, his eyes moving as he reads through the history book and his tense jaw biting together as it does when he is focused.

The love of my life. The only man I have been with for the past 3 years, the only man I will ever want until the day I die. Liam Wass and I have gone through everything together, through hell and love and we are stronger than ever.

I know it sounds weird since I'm only eighteen and haven't experienced much but somehow, I just know that he's the one.

His blue eyes make me melt every time he looks at me and the feeling I get through my entire body when he touches me, a feeling of happiness and joy. I could never wish for more.

I tore my eyes from him, unwillingly and stared at the books in front of me, I did want to pass the exam that's coming up in a month, It is my dream education taking me towards my dream job.

Avery the engineer, did have a nice ring to it and I wouldn't stop until I had made it my reality. I went over to the fridge as the floorboards made a squeaking sound. Our house was quite old. The dark—colored wooden floors made sounds whenever they were stepped on, the walls had tapestry of the same color and the kitchen was big with a fridge and freezer beside each other. On one side we had the sink that was pitch black and on the other a big desk that went all the way to the window by the wall. Three cupboards over the desk that reach as far as the desk did, also made of wood. I guess my parents had a taste.

As I opened the fridge to pull out a soda, I jumped in shock at the sound of a ringing phone. It was Liam's.

"Yes? I understand. I'll be home in ten."

Liam turned to me as if he was in distress and told me that it was his mom, he had to get home right away.

"Is everything okay?" I asked with a worried voice as I stepped towards him.

"Everything's fine, my mother just wants to talk, I'll call you later. I love you, babe."

He gave me a quick kiss as he rushed out leaving all his books and grabbing nothing but his bag.

"Love you too..." I said to the nothingness in front of me.

I couldn't help but worry if something was wrong. His family had become like my own and my family the same for him.

I shook all the negative thoughts out of my head, knowing he would call me later and explain. I gathered the books and placed them on the side table next to the door, I cleaned up in the kitchen where we had been studying and threw a quick glance at the clock. 7 pm.

I had time for a walk before my parents came home. They were both at work and didn't end until 9 pm.

I grabbed my beige trench coat hanging by the door and took my keys that were in a silver bowl on the table in the hall. We are all experts at losing keys in this family so it was put there so that if we lost our keys, it would be because we hadn't put them where they should be whenever we get home. I opened the door and looked over the pathway leading up to our house.

There were flowers planted along the path in all different colors, and on each side of the path, there was grass all around the house. I remember running barefoot there as a child and kicking a ball with my father, we also have a trampoline for my little sister. Isabel is eight years old, a beautiful and strong little girl, her hair was as white as the snow just like our mother's, and her eyes blue like the ocean. She was strong for her age and always stood up for the weaker ones, I couldn't have been more proud.

Our relationship wasn't like other siblings though. We weren't very close. Neither was my relationship with my parents. I somehow always felt like an outsider looking in when being with my family.

I locked the door behind me as I proceeded down to the fence's gate. The fence went all around the house and when I was younger my mother told me it was there to keep evil out, now that I'm older I realize that if evil wanted to, evil could just jump over the fence, but nothing had ever happened so I'm guessing the belief that it protects us, did something.

I opened the gate and walked out onto the road, down to the small little town square we have. We live in a small village with no more than a few hundred people, everyone knows each other and around the village, there are miles and miles of forest. All children are forbidden from going into the woods from a young age, as it is probably very easy to get lost and not find your way back.

Children from eighteen and up however were allowed to roam around wherever they pleased.

I had a road I always took when walking at night. It was alongside the small river and led almost all the way to the square.

I had been walking for twenty minutes when I reached the town square. As I am walking around the alleys of a few farmhouses I see two people going at it, the man lifts up the woman and pushes her against the wall, as he kisses her neck violently I could see that I recognized the man. He took his hands and ran them over her body as she wraps her legs around his waist.

And then, he lifts his head and locks eyes with her and I see now why I recognized him.

It's Liam

My Liam.

The man I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with, is vigorously kissing and touching this other woman. As I see him take his hand and slip it under her shirt I break. I could physically feel my heart bursting into a million pieces only to be repeated. As if someone was yanking a hold of my heart and squeezing the life out of it.