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I woke up on Wes' floor that morning. His parents didn't know I was here.

"Hurry up, you aren't even supposed to be here." Wes ordered and I tried.

I grabbed my stuff and was about to go through the window.

"Thanks Wes, you won't see me at 3 am anymore." I smiled.

"Why?" He asked.

"I found my real family." I smiled.

I jumped out his window. It was on the first floor so I didn't die or anything. I walked to Gemma's house.

I knocked 3 times on the door. She opened it and smiled.

"I hope I didn't hurt your feelings or anything yesterday." I said.

"Of course not."

"Mind if I come and stay here for a while?"

She shook her head. "It's good to have you home."

I sat my stuff by the couch.

"What happened?" She asked.

"Heather told me to leave." I said.

"She just kicked you-"

"My foster dad, he can be real abusive sometimes. I don't know if he killed her or what, but she made me leave. She's never had to do that before. She told me to find Jax because he wouldn't let anything hurt me. It was 3 am so I went to a friend's." I explained.

"I'll figure it out, okay? Just get some sleep, baby." She kissed the top of my head and I rested on the couch.

-

"How're you holding up, kid?" Juice asked me.

"Fine." I said.

Despite my harsh feelings toward Heather, I worried about her.

"I heard what happened. It's probably weird for me to say this, but if you need anyone, I'm here to listen." He awkwardly patted my back.

I laughed. "Thanks," I said, "word sure does travel fast."

"Jax told me to keep an eye on you, when he can't." Juice explained.

"Ah," I nodded. "Not to sound like a bitch, but I'm almost 18. I think I can watch out for myself."

"You don't know what some people can be capable of." He told me.

"Yeah, I know." I said.

"Has anyone told you yet you're kind of like Jax?"

I looked at him and nodded slowly. "Ever since I got here."

I got up. "I'm gonna go check on my foster mom."

"Uh, should I go with you?"

I shrugged. "If you want."

"I mean, I can give you a ride." He said as he got up.

"I have a car, I can drive." I laughed.

"Yeah, but bikes are much cooler."

I smiled and shook my head, following him out to his bike.

"What street?" He asked.

"Hickory."

(Sorry I'm bad at making up names) but I hope you all like it so far. Maybe I'll spark up a romance with Juice and Alli MAYBE. He's probably 25+ but oh whale :)

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