I woke up and I was in my bed. I rolled over and looked at my phone. Nothing. Nobody ever texts or calls me anymore. I feel like all the 'friends' that I had were fake. Seems like it.

"Goodmorning." Michael said as he turned around from the stove.

I went and made me a cup of coffee and then sat at the table. "Goodmorning. Where's Dylan?"

"He said he had some errands to run. He'll be back later." He said. "I made you some breakfast."

He brought my plate over to me and sat it in front of me. He made eggs, bacon, grits, and toast. I started eating and I relaxed back in my chair.

"It must be good." He said smiling.

He sat down across from me and brought his coffee over with him and started eating too.

"Yeah it really is. I ain't had a meal like this in forever. It's so good." I said.

"Well thank you. It took me about an hour." He said taking a bite.

We finished eating and then we went into the living room and sat on the couch and I plugged my earphones into my MP3 player.

He took an earbud and I got the other. We started listening to music and then we both reached for the thing at the same time. Our hands touched.

He looked up at me and I looked at him. Honestly, I've never seen this look that popped up in his eyes. It was like something brand new and he's been sober for about 3 years.

He fixed himself and then looked back over at me and brought his hand up to my face. He touched my cheek gently and then leaned in.

"Hey guys! What's- oh..." Dylan said barging in.

We both jumped back and almost had a heart attack.

"Ooohhhhh. I see." Dylan said smirking.

He took the groceries in the kitchen and Michael and I got up and went in there to help him. We unloaded all the groceries from the car and put them away.

"So I ran into Jacob's lawyer at the store." Dylan said putting milk away.

"And?" I said.

"Anybody can go see him and he can call people. If you want, we all can go up there and see him, together." He said as Michael tensed.

"I don't think that's a good idea." Michael said putting a hand on my back.

"Why not? There's plenty of security around. Besides, we need to find out who he really is." I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"Yeah true. Okay. I guess when Dylan eats, we can go." He said shrugging his shoulders.

Dylan started eating and I went up to my room and started getting dressed. I slid on some jeans and a plad T-shirt. I slid on my Justin boots and tucked the jeans in.

"Knock knock." Michael said slightly opening the door.

"I'm dressed." I said laughing.

He smiled and walked in and I went to my dresser and started brushing my hair.

"Here." He said taking the brush out my hands. "Let me help you out."

He started brushing my hair gently and I watched him in the mirror as he stroked my hair carefully.

"So shy do you think Jacob made everything up?" I said.

He glanced at me and looked back at my hair. "Your guess is as good as mine."

I looked at my feet and I didn't feel him brushing my hair anymore. I looked up and he was staring at me.

"God you're so beautiful." He said.

"Thank you." I said smiling.

He turned me around and touched my cheek. He slowly leaned in and brushed his lips over mine.

I put my hands on his chest and he brought his and held my waist. I pulled back and smiled up at him.

"We should get down stairs." I said getting out of his grip.

"Wait..." He said pulling my hand back.

I spun around and he held my hand and leaned down and kissed me one more time and then smiled.

"Had to get a last one." He said as I playfully hit his chest.

We walked down the stairs and went into the living room where Dylan was watching a movie. I went over to the tv and stood in front of it.

He grunted and moved over and I moved with him. He started getting frustrated and stood up. I smiled and cut the tv off and the DVD player.

"Ready?" Michael said to Dylan.

"I guess. I can't finish my movie with muddy water in front of it." He said gesturing to me.

"Hey!" I said laughing.

"Well y'all were up there making out so I got bored and put in a movie." He said as he opened the door.

I blushed and walked out and then got in the drivers side of the car. Dylan shut the door and Michael came and got in the backseat and Dylan came and sat in the front.

"Please be careful." Dylan said putting on his seat belt.

"I'm always careful." I said smirking.

"Oh God. Were bout to die!" Dylan said closing his eyes.

"No we ain't. Were gonna be fine." I said laughing.

"She's a pretty good driver." Michael said from the back.

"Yeah well it's a been a while since I let her drive with me in the car!" Dylan said folding his arms over his chest.

"Your a big baby." I said turning on the radio.

I flipped through the stations and found mine and then pulled out of the driveway and started driving down the road.

Maybe if we confront Jacob about everything, he'll end up telling us the truth. But if we come at him from the wrong way, we won't have answers to our questions.

Who is Jacob and what does he really want? Why would he lie about every thing? How old is he? What does Michael have to do with him? Does he want some kind of revenge?

Questions flooded my head as I pulled up into the parking lot of the place that holds Jacob. I parked and cut the car off.

"Well here we are." I said opening my door.

Michael and Dylan got out and Michael came over to my side as Dylan started walking to the door.

"Hey." Michael said lifting my chin. "Everything's going to be okay."

He leaned down and kissed me and I pulled back and smiled. He took my hand and we started walking up to the door.