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The feeling that someone is there wakes me up from my nightmare. I had a dream that Sarah was a drug dealer and that I was at her trap house. Also that I got beat up and kidnapped. Cardo is standing in front of me with a flustered look. My body is covered in sweat from head to toe. I realize my dream was real all too real from the pain coming from my ribs.

"Hey," Cardo asks.

Sitting up slowly and just explain, "I'm fine. I just had a bad dream." I hold my side and grunt aloud. Cardo comes and sits next to me.

"You sure? You were screaming about somebody named Lesleigh." He asked.

"I'm fine." I answered.

"Who's Lesleigh?"

"My mom."

"Ohhh. You probably wish she was here huh?"

"Yeah, I miss her a lot."

"I know how you feel." He says. As he gets up I notice that his back is covered with tattoos. His left arm is covered in ink too, he has more ink than skin.

When he turns around my eyes stay on his torso. He has a v-line that makes me swoon on the inside. I bite my lip and look up at his eyes. He has that signature smirk on his face telling me he won't let me live this one down.

When I look over to the window he starts laughing. I just smile faintly and act like he's not there. After a minute he walks out still laughing.

Getting out of the bed I go and use the bathroom. As I'm washing my hands I look in the mirror. I have a busted lip and a black eye. My arms are all cut up from being dragged on the concrete. I feel like a Raggedy Ann Doll. Throwing water on my face my eye starts to hurt. I dry my face and walk out of the bathroom. The doctor from last night stands by the bed. A big medical bag sits on the night stand.

"Well Lena lets get you patched up." He said. I nod and lay down on the bed as he lifts my shirt up to where my bruise ends. He injects me with something and puts a big bandage over my rib. I sit up and he gives me some pain medication and instructions.

After he leaves I go in the closet I see lots of name brand cloths and I choose a pair of jeans and a simple t-shirt with a pair of gold flip flops. Everything fits except the jeans they are a little tight but I guess they will work. When I'm finished getting dressed I look for my other cloths but they are nowhere to be found so I suppose they probably burned them because of the evidence.

Walking out of the room I try to navigate my way because I didn't see everything last night. I walk to a kitchen area and I see the boys at the table eating cereal and joking around. They all look at me as Sarah comes in. I really don't have an appetite so I sit there playing with my fingers and rubbing my scratched up arms. It hurts to breath.

"You don't want to eat?" Sarah asks me cautiously. Like I'm a deer in the headlights. I kind of push her hand away from me still looking down. She lifts my head anyways with and she gasps at my face. I look away from her and roll my eyes. She lets go of my face and walks out crying.

"Lena..." I hear Ray call me. I turn to him and fire comes in his eyes, all of there eyes. Except Cardo's. I guess he saw it last night in the bathroom. No wonder he left so fast he probably couldn't stand to see me. Not that I'm complaining.

"If dude wasn't already dead..." Danny said. His leg is starting to bounce.

"Come sit at the table." Cardo tells me pulling up a chair. I slowly walk over there and sit in the chair slouching. They all stare at me and I'm 2 seconds away from cursing them out but they all look away and finish there cereal. The sounds of their slurping makes me laugh. I hold my rib cage again as it starts to pulse with pain.

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