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   It has been three months since I met my family. Kat and I talk every day. Dad, and I are getting closer too. Sara just seems standoff-ish to me. She acts as if she would be happy if I was to disappear. That is not happening!

  I have also met Kat's husband, Brandon. I am having lunch with Kat today. Just some sister time.

  "I just wonder why she took you but didn't want me."

  "You are very lucky that she left you with dad." She looks doubtful. I can tell that this is really bugging her. So I try to explain. "You grew up knowing that dad loved you. You never had to go from school to school when a teacher found bruises and dirty clothes and called child services. Our mother is a drunk, a crack head, and a whore. When I turned seventeen, she took me to a biker gang. She left me there. I never told them that I was seventeen. Because when a girl there turns seventeen, they become clubhouse whores. They are made to perform sex acts anywhere, anytime. It doesn't matter if she wants to or not. I was asked when my birthday was. I told them it was in April. Which gave me two weeks to figure a way out of there. That evening I heard the president, dragon, tell a few of the guys that they were all going to break me in soon. I thought that I had two weeks. That night I was beaten and raped in my bed. He passed out and I stole some money to get myself away from there that night. I also stole a car. I left it at a gas station and walked to the bus station about five miles away. I took three busses to get here. My face was bruised and people kept looking at me as if they expected me to go ape-shit on them. All I wanted was to sleep." Kat was crying.

  "I am so sorry. You should never have had to go through that. Why did she put you through that?"

  "That is just it, Kat. She is just out to benefit herself. She was paid two thousand dollars for me. I wasn't supposed to know that. But when she first got to Reno and hooked up with dragon, he bought me from her. So you see that you were the lucky one to be left behind."

  She nodded as she wiped her eyes. "There is something else that I need to tell you."

  "Ok, I'm ready." She straightened her shoulders.

  "That rape left me pregnant."

  "What are you going to do?"

  "I'm going to have the baby and raise him or her with love. Maybe I can love, the father's bad traits, out of the baby." At least that is my hope.

  "Well, at least our babies will be really close in age. I'm four months pregnant." She replies with a huge smile.

   "Wow! Really?! I'm almost six months! Holy shit!" We stand and hug. Talk turned to babies after that. She already knew about Chris Mason and my letters. I told her about my dreams of Mason needing me. I have the same dream at least once a week, every week!

  We continue talking until I needed to go home and change for work.

  Hours later, I am taking some trash out at work. It has been slow tonight. So I have been cleaning up.

  I am grabbed and tossed against the back wall of the restaurant. When I turn around to face my attacker, I lose my breath. "What do you want?" I ask Dragon and Bruiser.

  Both of their smiles are evil. "Is that anyway to talk to us? You owe us. We're here to collect. Ain't we, Bruiser?"

  "Absolutely! I don't remember our first time. But I'll make up for that." He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled. "After all, she made us chase her all the way here."

  "But I sent you all of the money back. With interest! Including what you gave my mother. I don't owe you anything! Just leave me alone!" I tell them.

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