Chapter 2

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(Picture of Aiden and other triplets since they all look the same.)

Haven't edited it yet. So there's grammar. 

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Once again I woke up sweaty and shaky. I got up and looked outside, it was dark. I wonder what time it is? I looked down and noticed that I'm still wearing the same clothes as I was yesterday. What am I doing here? Why aren't I home where my family was? I wish they were here. I wish I was with them. But they were gone and no matter what I do they will never come back. My heart started to ache. It hurt so much, I needed to get out of here.

 I opened one of my suitcases and got out my clothes, I dumped them on the floor and changed into a pair of loose gray sweatpants and a short spaghetti strap tank top that showed a bit of my stomach. Then I grabbed my backpack and slowly opened the bedroom door, luckily no one was there.

After a couple of lefts and rights I finally found the stair case. I slowly made my way downstairs trying to make no noises whatsoever. The stairs creaked a few times but I made my way downstairs without waking anyone up...well at least I hope I didn't. I looked at the clock and it read 4:30am, damn I'm sleeping a lot. 

Slowly making my to the front door I open it and step out into the dark night. A cold breeze hit me like a truck and I shivered uncontrollably, why was it so cold? I closed the door behind me and walked down a couple houses. I sat behind a tree facing the empty rode and took out a joint, after a couple of tries to lit it I groaned in frustration. I fucking hate life. 

I put the lighter and joint back in my backpack and looked at the empty rode. Natalie would have loved this. She had an obsession with laying down in the middle of the road and looking up at the stars. I got up without thinking and made my way to the road,I lay down on the cold hard ground and looked up at the stars. They were shining bright across the sky. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, I think I'm really depressed.

"Are you alright?" A deep british voice said from behind me. I looked up and my eyes fell on a tall blonde haired guy. I looked at him for a moment he was really good looking. I nodded. Then I got up put my backpack on my shoulder and started walking back to the house. I heard footsteps behind me and turned. "I'm Josh." He simply said smiling at me. "Alana." I said blankly.

"Bye." I said walking away. I really just wanted to go to the Anderson's and get warm I was freezing. I continued walking and when I got to the Anderson's I slowly opened the door and stepped inside. I was greeted by warmth immediately it felt so great on my cold body. I walked through the living room and slowly made my way upstairs.

 I took a left and collided into a hard body, it was one of the triplets. He looked at me for a while confusion written on his face. "Where'd you go?" He asked in a husky deep voice. "For a walk." I whispered hoping none of the others would wake up. "At 5 in the morning?" He asked. I only nodded. He looked at me for a minute and stepped out of the way so I could get to my room. I could feel his eyes on me as I walked away and turned the corner. Once in my room I put my backpack on the floor, got on the bed and drift to sleep.

"Alana. Wake up." A voice woke me up. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at my hands, they were shaking. I was panting and sweaty. I looked at my door way and one of the triplets was there, what is it with the triplets? "Yeah?" I said my voice breaking. " It's 10:30 Mom wants you down for breakfast." He said looking at my hands, they were still shaking. "Okay." I said putting my hands under the blankets. With that he left.

I got up from the warm comfy bed and headed to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, took a quick shower and stepped out. I put on some see through black tights with shorts, a black Nirvana tank top and headed downstairs. I entered the kitchen was greeted with a bear hug by a little kids, maybe 4 or 5. "Are you Al-na?" He said lifting his head up from my knees.

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