The ride to Jake's house was awkward. I sat in the passenger seat watching street lights go by, "You fight good by the way." Jake was the first one to break the unbearable silence.

"Thanks." I continued to look out the window messing with the sleeves of my jacket.

He turned on the radio and 'Broken' by Seether featuring Amy Lee came on.

I smiled and started to sing along, "Because I'm broken when I'm open, and I don't feel like I'm strong enough," I looked over at Jake and his lip was tilted up in the corners and he joined me in singing.

"Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome, and I don't feel right when you're gone away."

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We continued to sing all the way home when Jake turned down the radio, "Well here we are." He pulled up into the driveway of this gorgeous house.

It was two stories and made with really nice brick. The front yard was huge and he had a wrought iron fence around his property.

I stepped out of the car in awe at the house before me, "You're house is gorgeous Jake."

He smiled softly, "Thanks. I share it with my brother, Tyler." I shut the car door and walked to the house with Jake by my side.

"What about your parents?" Jake pulled out his keys and unlocked the door.

"They move around a lot so they bought us this house so we can stay here." The inside of the house was even prettier than the outside. Tile covered the floor and there was a several black leather couches in the living room in front of the flat screen TV.

"Welcome to my house. I'll give you a tour, but first let's get you acquainted with Tyler. Tyler get your ass down here!" Jake stood on the bottom of the stairs well to our right. I slowly walked around the living room and took everything in.

"Who the hell is this Jake?" A voice similar to Jake's, but rougher, spoke and I turned around to face them.

Next to Jake stood Tyler. He had messy brown hair and dark green, almost brown eyes. He was a few inches taller than Jake putting him around 6'5.

"Uh, I'm Daytona." Tyler sized me up and down and I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze.

"Demon Queen." My eyes rose and met his. He didn't break eye contact, but instead he almost was studying me.

Jake looked between us, "Who the hell is Demon Queen." I rolled my eyes. He just watched me beat down a guy a foot taller then me and still can't put the pieces together.

"Me doofus. I got the name two years ago because–"

"Because of how fast she was able to win and knock out her opponents." He finally tore his gaze away from me, "I'm heading out. Later Jake."

I was shocked that he was able to tell who I was just from that brief moment of seeing me. I was going to have to be more careful.

"Let's show you the rest of the house. Tyler's two years older than me so you don't have to worry about him leaking your secret out at school." Jake led me into the kitchen next.

A marble island stood in the middle of the kitchen with marble counter tops surrounding it.

It was beautiful like the rest of the house. I looked at the stove and green lights blinked the numbers 1:26 back to me.

Exhaustion swept over me quickly and I yawned, "Do you mind showing me where I can sleep?"

"Oh yeah you can stay in the guest room. Do you have any clothes?" I mentally smacked myself for forgetting clothes.

"No, sorry." I sighed and followed Jake upstairs to the guest room.

"It's no big deal. I'll give you some of mine. Uh the guest room is right here and the bathroom is two doors down on the left. I'll be back." He headed out of the room and I collapsed on to the bed.

I hadn't fought in so long that my muscles were actually kind of sore. I took of my shoes and started to undo the tape on my hands when Jake came back. He held out a black zip up jacket and gray sweats out to me, "Thanks."

I took the clothes and we stood there awkwardly. The little starfish night light on my right became really interesting.

"Uh, good night Daytona." He gave a sheepish smile and headed out.

"Night Jake." I walked down the hall and opened the second door on the left.

The bathroom was nice too. It had a modern vibe to it. It had dim lighting and I stood in front of the mirror gripping the side of the sink.

I sighed and stripped of my clothes and turned the shower water on to hot. There was a sand colored towel on a rack above the toilet.

I waited until the steam from the shower fogged up the mirror, then I got in. I let the hot water seep into my muscles take all my worries down the drain.

I used some of the shampoo and conditioner they had in the shower. I untangled my hair and lathered up with soap. For awhile I just stood underneath the water and let it hit my back. I thought about nothing until I heard a knock breaking me out of my trance.

"You okay in there?" The voice was deep and husky and I couldn't tell which brother it belonged to.

"Yea I'm good." I turned off the water and grabbed the towel. I dried myself and my hair off and threw on the clothes Jake gave me.

The sweater was big and made me feel warm and comfortable. I opened the door and Tyler stood in the doorway. I could smell alcohol rolling off him.

"Hey." He addressed me so casually, like we had been friends forever.

"Hey yourself." He stepped out of my way and I walked back to my room, but the entire way there I felt his eyes linger on me.

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I woke up in the middle of the night feeling like my bladder was going to explode. I couldn't remember which room the bathroom was in so I just went into the first door on my left.

I turned the knob and opened the door. Tyler sat on the foot of his bed, "Sorry. I was looking for the bathroom."

His light was off but light from the hallway illuminated his features. His hair was even more of a mess than when I first saw him. He stared absent mindedly at me then stood up and walked to my side.

He shut the door behind me, keeping his arm right near my head. Tyler leaned down, his breath fanning my neck. My own breath hitched in my throat.

His lips grazed my ear, "I know your secret." He whispered in my ear then took a step back. His eyes darkened and I stood rooted in my spot.

He lifted his arm up and swung it at my head. His fist punched the door a few inches away from me but I didn't flinch, "Tyler stop!" I yelled at him. He didn't hear me and punched again slowly getting closer to hitting me.

"Tyler! Stop!" He swung again but I didn't dodge it in time.

~~~~~~~~~~Jake's POV~~~~~~~~~~

I laid down in the dark thinking about Daytona. I had just met her today but there was something special about her. She intrigued me.

I rolled onto my side and shut my eyes when I heard her yelling, "Tyler! Stop!" I jumped out of my bed and threw open the door. I ran down the hall into the guest bedroom but Daytona wasn't in bed.

I turned pushed onto Tyler's door but it wouldn't open, "Daytona open the door!" I pounded on it and yelled at her.

"Tyler get off me!" I froze. What the hell was Tyler doing. He's only known the girl for ten minutes.

"Tyler open this damn door or I will personally rip off your dick." I heard a thud and the force on the door lightened. I was able to open the door now and go in.

Tyler sat on the floor and Daytona stood with her back pressed against the wall as if trying to sink in to it.

She had her hand on her cheek and was staring teary eyed at Tyler. I walked over to Daytona and grabbed her in my arms, "Are you okay?" She nodded her head but her eyes never left Tyler.

I ushered her out of his room and into mine. I would've left her in the guest room but who knows what Tyler might have done.

I sat her down on my bed and she finally removed her hand. There was a cut across her cheek bone that blood had started to slowly drip from.

I sighed at my brother's behavior and went to the bathroom to grab a wet towel. When I passed her bedroom Tyler sat on her bed with his hands gripping his hair. I grabbed a towel from the bathroom and walked back to Tyler.

"What the hell man?" He looked up at me his eyes stone cold sober.

"I didn't mean to. I-i was drunk and she was in my room and I don't know what happened." He hung his head, "I fucked up."

"Yeah. Yeah you did. But now I'm giving you a chance to fix it. Here." I handed him the wet cloth and we both walked back into my room.

Daytona laid there on the bed, her eyes closed. A single tear had rolled down her cheek.

Tyler slowly walked up to her and dabbed away the blood on her cheek. She stirred a little bit and grabbed Tyler's hand, "Jake?"

Tyler's body tensed and his hair hung in his eyes. I walked over to Daytona and grabbed her hand, "Yea I'm here."

She just nodded and let go of Tyler's hand. I nodded at Tyler and he gave me the towel so I could make sure all the blood was off.

When I was done I threw the towel in the bin across my room and turned off the light. Daytona was already snoring so I quietly climbed into bed next to her. Her lips parted as she breathed out a whimper and thrashed around a bit.

I wrapped my arm around her small figure and rested my chin on her head. She calmed down after that but I didn't remove my hand. I closed my eyes and I succumbed to sleep.

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I woke up the next morning and Daytona was gone. I heard water running in the bathroom across the hall I assumed she must've been taking a shower. I grabbed clothes for today and headed to the bathroom in my room.

I threw on a white T-shirt and black jeans not bothering to take a shower and brushed my teeth. I ran my hands threw my hair a few times and called it good.

I walked out of my room the same time that Daytona did, "Hey." She gave me a smile that didn't quit reach her eyes that we're still clouded with sleep.

"Hey." She stepped out of the bathroom and walked into the guest room.

"I need to go home. I don't have any clothes for the day." She handed me the clothes she borrowed last night and grabbed the clothes she wore yesterday.

"Yeah no problem. Do you want me to take you to school?" She shook her head no and ran down the stairs.

"No Logan gives me a ride to school. Thanks though." I forgot that Logan mentioned him giving her a ride.

We walked outside and got in my car, "Want to talk about last night?" I asked her but evaded making eye contact.

She remained quiet for a while and I thought she wasn't going to answer until I saw the slightest head movement and she squeaked out a yes.

"Last night I woke up and had to use the restroom," she started, "I forgot which one you said was the bathroom so I walked into the first room which so happened to be Tyler's." She didn't seem as affected by it as she did last night.

"He whispered something to me and then he punched the wall near my head, he was getting closer but I didn't flinch. Then he swung at me. I wasn't ready for it and his ring cut my face." Her fingers trailed across the cut on her cheek bone.

"What did he whisper to you." Her hands stopped moving and she seemed lost in thought.

"I don't remember. But anyways, he must've realized what he had done and he fell at my feet apologizing. I told him it was fine. He was drunk, I understood." She turned back to looking out the window.

"But then when were you crying if it didn't phase you?" I glanced sideways at her.

"Because the moments before he hit me, he reminded me of myself. Cold and raw hunger. Cold and raw hunger for blood and pain." As she talked I noticed she seemed to be almost not all the way here.

When she was done she shook her head and turned back to the window, "But you're not like that." She laughed.

"That's because you don't know me Jake."

~~~~~~~~~~Daytona's POV~~~~~~~~~~

I had Jake stop a few houses down and I climbed through my window. I changed out of my clothes from last night and stood in front of my closet.

In the end I went with a black flannel, black crop top, black ripped jeans, and black combat boots. I brushed my teeth and did my makeup and let my hair down.

I turned on my phone and saw I had a text from Mom and Charlotte.

Charlotte:

Got you B.

I checked my mom's text,

Mother:

Have fun with Char tonight! Xoxo

I loved my mom and I felt sorry that she had to live with the monster she called my dad. I heard Logan's motorcycle and I climbed out of my window and down the tree.

I jumped out of the tree right as Logan pulled up, "Morning Spiderman."

I rolled my eyes and he handed me his spare helmet, "Good morning to you too Logan."

He gave a sweet smile, "Care to explain what Jake is doing parked four houses down?" I faced palmed myself.

"Well you see I may or may not have stayed the night at his place last night and he may or may not have given me a ride home this morning." As I was getting ready to text Jake, he came rolling up in his car.

Logan sent me a glare and Jake got out of his car, "What's up Logan!"

He went for one of those bro hugs but Logan sat with his arms crossed, "Want to explain why Daytona was at your house? Or how about why she has this cut on her face."

My hand instantly shot up and grazed over the cut from Tyler. Jake looked at me and I could tell he was contemplating telling Logan about Tyler.

"Well I saw Daytona at an underground fi–"

"Underground Pizza joint! He saw me at an Underground Pizza joint." I sent daggers in Jake's direction and he mouthed a sorry.

"So? You saw her at an Underground Pizza joint and she magically appeared at your house?" Logan kept on glaring at Jake and never once looked my direction.

"She didn't want to go home so I told her she could crash at my place. As for the cut well.." he trailed off at the end.

"I tripped and cut myself with my nail." I wiggled my fingers in Logan's direction.

He continued to look skeptical but he finally gave in and I got on the back of his bike.

"Ready Day?" He revved the engine.

"Ready as I'll ever be."

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We turned into a parking spot and cut the engine. I took off the helmet and let my brown hair fall.

Guys and girls were gawking at us as we got off the bike, "Care to tell me how you really got that cut?"

Logan's voice snapped me back to reality. I sighed and figured he'd find out one way or another, "Last night I was trying to find the bathroom but I accidentally went into Tyler's bedroom."

I could see Logan's jaw clenching and unclenching as he looked away from me, "He was drunk and he hit me with his ring. But it's okay I'm used to it."

I covered my mouth with both hands and my eyes went wide.

Logan's whipped his head back to face me at break neck speed, "What the hell do you mean you're used to it? And why the hell did that juvie lay a hand on you?!" His voice raised to a shout and I flinched back.

His features softened when he saw my reaction but his eyes remained hard, "Um what do you mean? I hear Charlotte calling me. I've got to go!"

I took off running through the parking lot but it was no use. I could hear Logan catching up to me easily. I turned to try and throw him off, but he wrapped his arm around my waist and dragged me back.

He spun me around to face him, "Daytona. What do you mean you're used to it?" I contemplated telling him about either situation.

I hung my head and grabbed his hand, "Come with me and I'll show you what I mean."