Hey guys! Sorry for the five day wait, for those who have been patiently waiting for this sequel to come out! As for those new readers out there, I'd suggest you read my first story, "I Wished For Somebody To Love" before you read this one. And if you're still interested, come back and read this sequel. It'd be great to have new readers! I'll start out this sequel with the prologue, in Murphy's point of view. Hope you enjoy it, and I hope you review to tell me if you did or didn't!

Also, while you read, I recommend you listen to the song, "Pressure" by Paramore. It's the perfect song for the preface! Through out the story, I will be suggesting songs for you to listen to while or before you read...you don't have to, but I thought it'd be fun. Tell me what you think about this one!



I had never felt so much pressure than at this moment, standing here, alone, in this huge castle that I was to call my own for the rest of forever.

This pressure, I was certain, would eventually kill me. Not immediately of course, but slowly. Painfully.

This pressure was, undoubtedly, eating me alive.

I stood solidly by the window, gazing out at the lush green hills that rolled on endlessly for miles. There was no tree in sight. Not even a lake, or waterfall. The only thing that surrounded me were these thick stone walls.

I was imprisoned. Not only physically, but emotionally.

I couldn't stop thinking about Tristan, and the way he had looked at me when I had left him alone with my family.

My family.

I felt tears glisten in my eyes. They all had been my family....and yet I had turned away from them. Abandoned them.

Betrayed them.

But it was for the best. If I hadn't done what I did, Victor would have killed Tristan, and my whole entire family. I couldn't have allowed that to happen.

They had been confident. All three of them – Ben, Tristan, and Jared; they had been cocksure that they could have killed Victor. But, see, I hadn't wanted that to happen either.

No matter how much I hate Victor, I didn't want to see them kill their own brother because of me. It would have been cruel, heartless. How could I have allowed them that liberty?

And so I decided to break every single one of their hearts instead.

Was that better? Was that truly better than watching all three of them murder Victor?

Yes. I had done the right thing.

It was the consequences that I had yet to live with. The realization that, yes, I had lost everything - my fiance, my family, my life.

I couldn't back down now, no matter how much I wanted to just turn around and flee; and to plead for my family's forgiveness. The deed was done.

My life?


It's short, but then again, it's the preface. The first chapter will definitely be longer, and with a new song to listen to along with it! Reviews are deeply appreciated!