Your father was a rich business man yoy mother was his assistant. You had grown up in a household that only cared about money. But somewhere along the way you found a little group who cared for you. And you cared for them.

your father's business partners. Or better yet, the kids of them. One of the men had a daughter; kaylie. And the other had three boys; Mason being the oldest, then Carter, and finally Xander. You five had found peace in the violence that surrounded your lives.

you found yourself slowly falling for Carter after years and years of being friends. You typically would have made a move but your closest friend kaylie... also had fallen for him.

so you made a plan to make him pick. Both of went to separate locations far away from one another. You found yourself on the private beach of your father's estate, and she was at the opposite side of the estate in the woods.

the two of you sat on a call. Counting down before you both texted Carter. Sending him the simple words 'I swear to God if you don't get over here now I'm going to end it... please' with a link to the location you were each at. You said goodbye to one another knowing after this called ended. He would pick. He would go to one of you and the other would die.

you sat on the beach. A gun in your hand, looking down at it. When you saw headlights in the distance. Speeding. As the car got closer you knew it was Carter. He threw the car into park and opened the door quickly.

"Put the fucking gun down!" he said fear in his eyes as you saw him. He picked you. He picked you... which meant kaylie was going to have to kill herself. Sweet, happy, fun, kaylie.