Leilani's POV:

A sudden pain shot up my leg where I was kicked in the shin forcing me to fall backwards onto my bed and screaming out in agony. A horrid laugh filled the room as everything started to spin, it sounded so familiar. It got louder and louder and suddenly the spinning stopped leaving me facing a scary, brutal face. My Mum's new boyfriend. His dark hair curled around his smug face as he became closer but as I tried to pull back from his grip when he leaned over me I learned I was stuck. I looked down to see the belts that tied my wrists to the bed.

"Mum!" I managed to choke out a scream behind the tears, "Mum please stop him, Mum!" why wasn't she coming to help me? His laughed filled the room again instilling me with fear.

"She's not coming for you, what makes you think she would, she doesn't care about you, you're pathetic!" He spat, literally, in my face and turned to see who was making a shadow behind him. I tried to peer around his shoulder and see who was there but I couldn't make it out.

"Mum is that you?" I whimpered. I should have kept my mouth shut because as soon as I'd finished Cole's hard, calloused hand whipped me across the cheek and his knee put pressure down on my ribs forcing a crack as my ribs snapped beneath him and allowing them to rip all the air out of my lungs.

"Get out of the room while I finish the job!" He roared. As the person turned I saw my Mum's face horrified at what was happening but she didn't try and save me, she just walked away, she didn't care. I looked back to Cole and what he was no doing.He pulled out a Stanley knife from his back pocket and pushed up the blade cutting my shirt off of me and slicing the skin under my breasts as he tore the rest of my shirt away. He started fondling with my breasts making me squirm. I felt filthy and worthless at that very moment but not as filthy as he pulled my pants down along with his own.

"You sick bastard!" I spat at him. He went to insert himself into me but before doing so he pulled his fist back up and struck it down against my face, close to my eye, causing me to black out.

I sat up abruptly in my bed awakening from the nightmare that haunted me of the past. My body decided to finally wake up too and I noticed the feeling of wetness covering my body and as I looked down I saw the droplets of sweat covering every inch of my skin. This was a common occurrence over the last nine years but I'd adapted to just shrugging it off with a warm shower. So that's exactly what I did, got up and jumped in the shower. The nightmare replayed in my head as I lathered the shampoo into my hair. I thought about how the dream was always exactly the same it never changed but I think that's because it was the night before everything happened. I couldn't escape the memories but I could push them away for now. I continued to scrub myself clean. Once I was finished I stepped out into the cool air and draped the towel around my wet, thin body. I ran to my room and pulled my hair dryer our letting my hair natural straighten. After I'd dried my hair I let the towel drop to the floor from my body and slid on a gold lace thong with the matching bra and went to my closet. I pulled out a black dress that went up to my neck like a chocker and banded tightly at my waist but hung loosely around my legs until just before my knees. I felt like a girl for once in a dress. I turned to the mirror and applied my foundation, followed by my bronzer and blush and then I applied my natural smoky eye topped with winged liner and dark mascara. Oh it'd been a long time without make up, how I missed it.

I glanced down at my watch after finishing getting ready. It read ten AM, perfect timing for me to leave for my parole meeting. I grabbed my car keys and wallet, slid on some shoes and walked out the door.

Austin's POV:

I woke up in the hospital bed and rolled over to see a thin, tattooed, brunette girl wrapped up under my sheets. Great. They never left, they always had to stay making the situation uncomfortable so I slid out of bed making sure not to wake uh, Emily, no Emma, no Amanda, whatever her name was. I ran into the bathroom refreshing in a quick shower and sliding on a pair of black skinnies with a grey acid wash cut off singlet and all black converses. I left a note on the dresser telling her I was at a shoot and not to wait around, lie, with my number just to be nice and ran out the door I doubt she'd text me anyway. I hoped in the elevator and clicked level one to make my way down to the busy Brisbane streets for some breakfast.

"Making a runner dude?" I jumped on the spot and placed my hand over my heart when I turned to see Phil. He was in hysterics, slapping his knee at the though of scaring me.

"Real funny man, you know I have a heart condition right? You can't go around scaring me like that!" he laughed even more, "But yeah man told her I was going to a shoot so cover for me yeah?" he nodded and we reached level one. We jumped off together but walked separate ways when we left the hotel, we was obviously on his own mission.

I walked straight to the coffee shop that I went to the first day we got here where the crazy chick pinned me down.

The cashier laughed as I walked in the door, "Surprised you came back, no one else has since," I was taken back by the comment not believing it could affect their business that much.

"A little girl doesn't scare me away man. Anyway can I get an Oasis All You Can Eat Breakfast please man?" he entered my order into the computer and gave me a table number and change after I paid. I took a seat waiting for my greasy meal to be placed in front of me. Before I could keep thinking about my food a girl not much younger than me rushed into the coffee shop, she had bright blue hair down to her hips and she was wearing the most outstanding dress. Wow. She was beautiful. I couldn't stop staring her down as she stood in line, so much so I didn't even notice the young lad who had placed my meal in front of me.

"Um sir, your meal is ready.." I looked up he was confused but I simply thanked him and he walked away back behind the counter and took the girls order. She took a table number too. She turned searching to shop for a spare table.

"Hey you can sit with me if you like!" I called out, I could only give it a shot she could only say no. Her head shot across to me and as she started to walk over she looked up and stopped dead in her tracks. Oh no I've just called a crazy fan over.

"You don't recognise me?" what was she talking about, I'd never seen this girl in my life. I shook me head and she laughed, "How can you forget me putting you into such a tight head lock, sorry about that by the way..." oh my god it was her, I ushered my hand for her to come over still and she did she took a seat on the bench across from me, blushing as she looked down at the table.

"It's the hair, I totally didn't recognise you at all and trust me after that fiasco I would have remembered you anywhere," she looked sad at my comment but I needed to know what the hell happened. "If you don't mind me asking what was that all about yesterday?" Her head shot up and she glared at me almost to warn me not to dig into her mind. I smiled.

"Look I have a past I'm not proud of and I snapped yesterday when that kid tried to mention it, you touched me it could've been anyone not just you. At least you know now not to touch me while I'm angry," she said it almost like she was sure we'd see each other again. The waiter brought around her toasted sandwich and she picked it up from the table and slid out of the chair leaving me by myself at the table. Well that went well. I choked out a laugh, not a happy one at the least.

Leilani's POV:

Who did he think he was anyway with his stupid American accent trying to dig up some dirt on me?! He had to be crazy to invite me to sit with him in the first place. I kept walking, eating my toastie as I was, until I made it to the Mrs. Lyell's office. I stepped inside and walked to the counter, the receptionist looked up at me.

"I'm here for a parole meeting at eleven, the name's -" She cut me off.

"I know your name," she smiled a fake smile, "take a seat Michelle wont be long." I took a seat on one of the uncomfortable leather chairs in the lobby and placed my headphone in my ear selecting a new Of Mice and Men song called 'Feels Like Forever' .I'd gotten through at least six songs before my parole officer even came out of her office to invite me in. She walked out at approximately twenty-five past eleven and that pissed me off. I hate people who are late. "Miss Bennett, I will see you now." I hopped up from my chair shoving my iPod back into my wallet and following Mrs. Lyell into her office. I sat down across from her tabled and peered around. She already had my file laid out on her table.

"Well look at you, new look huh? Symbolising a fresh start? I like it" she said gesturing towards my hair, she seemed nice enough.

"Yeah, people don't even recognise me now," I smiled up at her."Well lets get down to business, any questions?"

"Yeah can I go visit my Mum in New South Wales, I know I can't go overseas but I can at least go interstate right?" I just blurted it out.

Mrs. Lyell gave me a sad look, "Unfortunately not just yet Leilani, you need to prove your good behaviour," I sighed, she was right. I just wanted to see my Mum. The interview continued for an hour before she let me go, the whole time she was making notes in my file.

"Okay I'll see you in a month," she smiled, "Thank you Miss. Bennett," I smiled and exited her office making my way back through the mall to get to my car.

I was looking down as I rushed through the busy shopping centre not watching where I was going and it had its consequences because I was too busy thinking about my Mum. I'd run into someone and when I did I dropped my wallet, its contents, including my iPod, spilling all over the ground. I didn't look up I fell straight to the ground to grab my things and before I could lay my hands on the wallet a familiar tattooed hand place his hands on it before me. I looked up to see the stranger I'd attacked yesterday and been extremely pissed off with today. I stood back up with him.

"Oh of course it's you, are you fucking stalking me?" I spat, he laughed and rolled his eyes.

"You know you came to the coffee shop after me and it was you who ran into me," each time he emphasised the 'you'. I rolled my eyes and continued to walk away when he grabbed my forearm. I jumped and he pulled back realising he nearly triggered to beat the living shit out of him again.

"You haven't learned not to touch me from the first time I beat your sorry ass?" He laughed, I didn't.

"Lighten up Love, anyway I was just going to say, since we keep running into each other like this I thought I'd introduce myself," I went to tell him not to bother but I was too slow and I was dumbfounded by the name he introduced himself with "I'm Austin, Austin Carlile, what's your name?"

I picked up my iPod and clicked on the rotator to light up the screen that displayed the last Of Mice and Men song I was playing and held it up to him, "As in the Austin Carlile, as in the lead singer of Of Mice and Men," he was shocked that I hadn't noticed him earlier and I didn't want to have to explain why not.

Notes

So we get to see a bit about why Lani might just be in jail and she finds out who the mysterious guy is she keeps bumping into.