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Chapter 14

Sawyer POV

"Sawyer." I groan. "Come on Sawyer, we have to get moving."

I slowly crack open an eye and see Alex.

I sigh and close it. I feel her rub my back and I take a deep breath. She runs her hand through my hair and pushes it out of my face. I open my eyes and stare at her.

"We can nap later, okay? I know you're tired."

I nod. I slowly get up and stretch. She gets up and kisses my head. I hop off of their bed and walk to my room.

I change into joggers and a tshirt and throw a snapback on. I walk downstairs to the kitchen and see Charlie eating. She lights up when she sees me. "Sawyer! I went to your room and no find you! You sleep with momma and dada?" She looked so cute with her quirked eyebrow.

I nod, "I had a bad dream, Charlie."

I sit down and start grabbing some fruit and pancakes. I look at the fruit and notice it's not cut. Alex watches me and points, "Want me to get you a knife so you can cut it?" I stare at her, "Uh, can-can you just do it? Please?" She nods and grabs my plate.

"Like scary monsters, Sawyer?" I turn to her.

"Um yeah kind of." "Momma says we don't have to be afraid of them. Just be big and brave." I sigh. "Yeah."

Alex comes back puts the plate in front of me and drops my meds into my hand. "Th-thanks."

She sits and stares at me, "We have to leave in 20 minutes." I nod.

I hear Serv come in and feel him kiss the top of my head and he kisses Charlie's cheek. "Morning family!"

I freeze and drop my fork. I try to quickly recover, but Alex noticed. "You good?" I nod.

I finish eating and Alex and I head to her practice. She gets in the car and hands my cleats to me.

"Bree wanted me to bring them for you." I nod.

We start to drive, "Sawyer?" I look over at her, "Same rules as with Rachel, okay? You don't have to talk to her, but I really think it'll help." Tears well up in my eyes and she looks at me at a red light and softens, "You're okay, Sawyer." I sniffle and nod.

We get to the practice facility and head in, I weave through hallways and start thinking about everything. I'm so consumed with my thoughts that I don't notice Alex stopping and I slam into her back. "Whoa! You good Sawyer?" I nod and look around her to see another woman.

"Sawyer, this is Bree, Bree, Sawyer."

She extends her hand, but I just stare at it. I nod at Bree. We walk into her office and Alex leans down to me, "Be good, I'll see you later, baby."

She walks out and talks to Bree and I just watch them.

Bree comes in and sits down. I just stare at her.

"So, how old are you, Sawyer?" I shrug, "14."

"14? Man that was a fun age, just starting to get some freedom and soccer was getting more competitive.."

"You played soccer?"

"Yeah, I was really good until this," she pulls up her pant leg. I can see a few scars on her ankle and wince, "pretty much ended my soccer playing days."

I nod. "You like soccer?" I nod. "Well it's a good thing Alex and Serv want to adopt you, you'll be in no shortage of soccer." I shrug.

She stares at me, as if trying to solve a puzzle. I hate talking about anything that involves feelings. She continues to ask me questions, but I just respond with gestures or ignore them completely.