Prologue

Wrong…

That's the only Word I could use to describe this situation…wrong…I didn't know how the hell this happened or how I ever got to be in this place, but I was… fuck that! Who was I trying to fool? I know exactly what made me come to this horrible place, to face this horrible situation. I know why I'm here and I know what to do and I was sure I would do anything for those blue eyes.

I knew he was gonna be very upset when he finds out, he could yell all he wanted; I would do it again if I had the chance. The one thing that got me here was the one thing I would protect the rest of my life, because I couldn't conceive my life without it, because my world was different now and there was no way back, because it was the only real thing in my life.

Maybe I was gonna die that night, maybe not, but one thing was for sure…I would do anything for love. I bet you're confused now, so I'm gonna start the story from the very beginning, to start my car was fucked up, so I know you will understand once you keep reading. This is how it all started…

One

Sitting alone, reading my book was the only way I could feel safe, the place was silent and I really liked that, it gave me time to think about my life. My name is Gabriella Montez, Junior at East High, Age: 18. The sound of Open Road by Chris Brown coming through my earphones from my IPod was also relaxing for my system. I had to be there because I couldn't be anywhere else, it was suppose to be like that; besides, there was no other place I'd rather be. The irregular and intoxicating house I called home was a complete mess so I spent the less time I could in that cold place. It wasn't always like that, it was nice and peaceful once, when my parents were together, but my mother had to fuck that up making a stupid mistake and now she was going through marriage number 6 and she still hasn't found what she was looking for. I chuckled. That last sentence remind me of a song by U2, I quickly grabbed my IPod and searched for it and pushed the play button. It was getting late and I had to go home even when I didn't want to do such thing.

I dragged myself out of the library and walked to my car. I jumped into the driver's seat and connected my IPod to the radio so I could keep listening to the song. I started the engine and I heard a really funny noise the car was making, shit I had to get it look at before the car left me hanging in the middle of nowhere, and my house was really far away from town. I got out of the parking lot trying to block the noise with the music, I heard Bono sing as I drove away.

'But I still haven't found what I'm looking for'

I loved his voice. I found myself reasonably happy when I parked inside the huge mansion my mom called our home here in Albuquerque. I walked inside the living room to find my mother and husband number 6 making out on the couch. My stepsister looked at me with the same disgust expression I knew I had on my face, she was actually the only person in this entire house I could get along with, her brother was a jackass and he was always hitting on me, and her little sister was the devil. I shrugged my shoulders and walked upstairs to my room. It was Saturday night and I had nothing else to do more than sitting in my bedroom and reading my book, so that's exactly what I did. Around 8 o' clock, husband number 6, whose name's Roger, took my dinner to my room.

"Maria Thinks you might be hungry" He said as he left the tray on my bedside table. He smiled at me, he was actually trying to be nice to me, in fact he's the only husband besides my dad of course that tried to be nice to me. Husband number 4 was an asshole, husband number 5 was kinda afraid of me, we never speak about husband number 2 and I don't remember much about husband number 3, sometimes I think he was so bad that I suppressed that memory.

"Thanks" I replied coldly, I didn't even look up from my book "By the way my car is making a strange noise"

"Oh" His eyes lit up knowing I said more than 3 words to him "I'll send it to the mechanical workshop tomorrow"

"No, I can do that…just tell me where it is"

"It's near the new starbucks, back in town" He said "You sure? I can tell my assistant to…"

"I'm sure" I said, and I was also sure that was his signal to leave the room, and he did.

The next day I followed husband number 6's instructions and I went to the mechanical workshop, it was easy to find, there was a huge sign in front of the workshop that said 'Alfredo's' I thought It was a funny name for a place like that. I parked in front of it and got out of the car, the place was full and there were a lot of young boys working with a blue uniform and big boots. Some of them were covered by some strange substances, I recognized some of the faces, and I see them every day at school. A tall guy with a big afro that answered to the name of Chad Danforth, captain of the basketball team walked over to me with a strange expression on his face, I think he wasn't expecting to see me here.

"What can I do for you?" He asked, I guess his work forced him to be nice to me when he usually wasn't. I smiled.

"My car is making a very strange noise so I wanted to check it out" I replied, he looked at me with a lack of interest in what I was saying, I crossed my arms over my chest waiting for him to say something.

"Wait a sec…Troy! Please take care of this!" He yelled and walked away, I looked around to see if I could find the person who was going to help with my car, I was already regretting telling husband number 6 I could do it myself.

I was still considering the idea of leaving and telling Roger to do it when a very tall boy stood in front of me, he was cleaning his hands with a Kleenex. He was very muscular, you could notice it because it seemed like his muscles wanted to break free from his blue uniform, he had brown hair and even with heels I wasn't as tall as him. But all that is insignificant, the thing that knocked the air out of my lungs were his deep yet cold blue eyes. Don't get me wrong I've seen blue eyes before, but these in particular seemed to be so complicated, like they were keeping a secret. I felt like I was breathing heavily, my legs felt weak and I was constantly fighting the urge to run away from the scene. This guys was affecting me in a way I never thought it was possible; soon I knew I would never stop thinking about those blue eyes.

"Do you need anything?" His deep voice filled my eyes and revolutionized my senses. I was trying to find my voice so I could tell why I was there…now that I think about it, what was the reason that took me there again? Oh yeah my car!

"My car is making a strange noise, I wanted to check it out before It got…umm…serious" I said. Please Gabriella put yourself together.

"Where's your car?" He simply asked, I pointed my finger to the door.

"I parked it outside" I said. My mouth was dry, why was this guy affecting me so much?

"Let's take a look then" He walked in front of me. In that small distance from the inside of the workshop to my car I tried to put my feelings together, I couldn't remember the last time I felt something like this, it was so strange how just a few words and a stare could make me feel so weak, I took a deep breath and thought everything was going to be ok. He opened the bonnet of the car so he could check it out, I was just standing there waiting for him to say anything because I wanted to know what was wrong with my car and to hear his deep, strong voice again (More the second reason than the first one)

"There's a broken strap, it's not so serious but it could affect your engine if you keep using your car without replacing it" He said and took a glance at his watch "My shift it's almost over but I will like to take care of if myself, so if you leave you car I will replace it and you can pick it up tomorrow" he finished.

"But…how will I get home then…it's really far away" I said in a very low voice, I was still kinda shocked by his voice and he was so close to me that his cologne was slowly knocking off all my senses. "I was hoping I could take it home today…can't I just leave It here tomorrow after school?"

"Yeah, but there are a lot of chances that if you take it now it will stop working in the middle of nowhere" He said, yup, just what I thought…great!

"Great" My brain was thinking of a way to get home, I wished I let Roger take care of it when he offered last night.

"I can take you" He said "If you wait a couple of minutes I'll be done" His expression never changed during our entire conversation, his blue eyes were as cold as before, he didn't smile or anything, it was like the only expression he knew was the same…indifference. I looked at my car and then back at him, I didn't know him at all, even thought he seemed a bit familiar but that meant nothing, my mom will not like the idea of me riding with a stranger…ok that was enough reason to do it.

"Ok…I'll wait" I said, he pointed to a chair next to him, silently telling me to sit down and I did, then he went back inside to do God knows what. A few minutes later he came out dressed in some ripped jeans and a white t-shirt, he was holding a black jacket in his hands, he looked at me again giving me orders with his stare, he walked away and I knew I had to follow him so I did. He stopped when we reached a really huge bike, a Harley Davidson; he grabbed a helmet and gave it to me as he searched for another one.

"Do you know how to ride this?" I asked him now more insecure than ever, he chuckled and for the first time I saw him smile. His smile had the same effect on me as his stare.

"It's mine" He said like it was obvious that he knew how to ride the huge bike. That's when I finally got it, of course, that was him, the cold stare, the bike, the blank expression…he was a bad boy. The knowledge made me shiver, that was his personality, he was suppose to be like that, he was dangerous…but somehow knowing that just made me wanna be around him even more, I felt the urge touch his skin and to know the secret his blue eyes were hiding. He pulled the bike outside; he looked at me and gave me his leather jacket. "Put this on, and the helmet too…you're gonna need it" Those words made an adrenaline rush run through my veins. He helped me with the jacket and the helmet like he was totally used to do stuff like that. I got on the bike and he started it, I felt the force of the engine roaring under us, I quickly wrapped my arms around his waist thinking I didn't know the guy at all. It was about to get interesting.

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A few minutes later I was in front of my house giving him his helmet and his leather jacket, I saw how he put it on in the very minute I gave it to him.

"You can keep the helmet" He said and I noticed he was smiling; his blue eyes looked at me one more time before he left. I couldn't help but wonder about this guy, he was a mystery to me, he was definitely something different and I just knew that after I saw those blue eyes, my life will never be the same….

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