"Lacey you're not staying here by yourself." Parrish insisted letting himself into my apartment which he took the time to make a copy of my house key.

"You know if you weren't so cute I might have to call the authorities on you for breaking and entering." I scolded him.

"Too bad I am the authorities." He smirked at me and I plopped down on the couch. Jordan sat next to me and I laid my head on his shoulder.

"Can I ask you something?" He said and I hummed a yes in response.

"Why did you come here?" He said and I looked up at him a little shocked.

"I have my reasons." I answered not really wanting to talk about it.

"Lace, you know that if you want this to work, whatever this is, you're going to have to trust me." He whispered and tilted my chin to look him in the eyes.

"Alright, I'll start from the beginning." I sighed and folded my legs up to my chest and resting my chin on my knees. He pulled my legs down and laid his head on my lap and I smiled at him and ran a hand through his hair.

"When I was fifteen my mother died from breast cancer so it was just my father and I. He taught me how to handle myself, how to fight. He was stern but caring and he was all I had until he just disappeared one day. The cops covered it up and said he died in an accident but I knew better. He left without even saying goodbye. I was on my own essentially. I lived with my drunk aunt until I was eighteen and I've been on my own ever since. I came to beacon hills because Lydia asked me too. Her and I were friends when we were little. She helped me with my mom and everything even though she was younger. My father came back recently and he told me I needed to watch my back and then left again. I guess you could say I have abandonment issues or whatever I'm just used to being on my own. That's the story." I explained trailing off at the end.

"Lacey-" I cut him off.

"Don't apologize, I don't need pity." I said pursing my lips and he nodded.

"Let's get some sleep." He said sitting up and grabbing my hand leading me to my room. I crawled into bed and burrowed under the covers. Jordan followed shortly after and wrapped an arm around my waist and I smiled.

"Hey Parrish." I said.

"Yes."

"Whatever "this" is, I like it." I said and he kissed the back of my head.

"Me too Lacey, me too."

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