A/n: I'm BAAAAACK!

This story is a bit darker… got the idea from a plot on my fave show… The story is in both POVs :D

Now I see the flashing lights
There goes my future and my life
Now I've gotta do what's right

Jonas Brothers; Don't Charge Me for the Crime

A Million Raindrops

Preface

Nick POV

When I was younger I dreamed of being a major league baseball player. You know… going pro? Living the dream. I never pictured my life the way it's headed.

You know when people would ask, "What do you wanna be when you grow up?" I would say a pro ball player. Not a criminal.

Or the question, "Where do you find yourself five years from now?" That would get an answer along the lines of, "Livin' large, lots of money… hopefully in a nice house." Never, "Behind bars."

So what can I do to keep that from happening?

The guilt is there. It's under my skin. I can feel it. I can see it. Taste it. I fucking live in it for God's sake. It's ripping at my skin, trying to make its way out and everyday it gets stronger. More powerful. It built up and now it's there. It's at the surface, waiting for me to get rid of it.

My conscious got the better of me. I'm done. I'll ruin my future. Possibly ruin her future. Though I'd try my best to keep her out of it.

But I can't keep it in anymore. I can't not talk about it. It's eating away at my flesh and has become a secret that I'm no longer capable of holding.

The ongoing internal battle has ended. I've made my decision. Now it's up to my legs to actually remove myself from the car as I stare at the threatening police station before my eyes.

A/n: Sound interesting to you? Or should I scrap it?