The sun shined through the window of the lonely house on a no name street. In that little house lived a 14 year old girl, adopted of course. A man and a women left to take care of her. Abusive and nasty they were. But what you didn't know is this my...
Lacey's POV: My uncle and a young man walked into the living room. The man looked almost 5 foot 8 and had dark brown curly hair. Almost like mine but mine was straight. He had chocolate brown eyes that looked at me then spoke. "Am I able to take her right now." He said, "I have to be somewhere." My uncle nodded. "Get up and get out." He said giving me a stern look. I nodded following the young man to a jeep outside. He followed me to the backseat and opened the door for me. He waited till I was buckled to shut the door. I watched him walk to his side then get in and out the key in the ignition.
The car ride was silent and I had no clue to where I was going or who the curly haired boy was. Until he turned left and pulled into a huge driveway. A huge house was at the end and two other cars were parked by the garage. He turned the car on and looked at me. "Shit we forgot you bags." He said, "What bags?" I said. He looked at me a little confused. Then turned around in his seat and got out of the car. I fumbled with the seat belt and got out. I followed him up to the white double doors. "This is your new home." He said in a deep voice. The door was opened and the place was huge. He signaled for me to go in first. I walked in looking around at the nice place. "I live here with two other guys. And now you." He said smiling, his teeth were perfectly white. "I'll show you up." I still was quiet. This was just a little over whelming. "That is my room and across the hall is yours." He said pointing. He walked up to the door that was 'my room' and opened it. It was empty. There wasn't even a bed in there. I gave the mystery boy a fake smile and nodded walking into it. Then I heard him chuckle. "Lacey. It's not finished yet." How did he know my name! I don't even know his. I was still silent. "Lacey. Please talk to me. I haven't seen you in 12 years." He pleaded. "It's me Jc. Remember?" Jc. I don't know a Jc. I know a, wait scratch that I knew a Justin. He used to be my brother. Then he went to a different foster home. I shook my head causing him to look me in the eye. "Lacey. It's Justin." He said. I took a chance at talking not trusting my voice but still did it. "J-Justin didn't want me." I said looking down trying to blink back the tears. "Is that what you think? I've spent 5 years checking all of the documents mom left. And I finally found her will showing that I got you as soon as I turned 18." He said. "Lacey. I've wanted you so much you don't even know and now I've got you. Your mine and no ones taking you from me. Because I'm your big brother. And anyone who tries will get their ass kicked." He said. "N-No. My Justin w-was in Nevada." He shook his head. "Lacey. It's me. Justin Caylen Castillo. But. I changed my name. It's now Justin Cloud Caylen." He said. I crossed my arm shaking my head. "Y-You aren't Justin." I thought for a moment. "If your 'Justin' then what was my hair color when I was little." I said expecting him not to answer but he answers as soon as the last word left my mouth. "Blond." He said. I looked at him. "You had bleach blond hair and blue eyes that lit up the room. You couldn't say Justin so you called me juju. Dad died in an accident just before you were born and mom died of cancer when you were 2." He said, how did he know all of this stuff. He smiled at the memories he was explaining. He had a dimple, in the same place as me. "Justin? Y-Your Justin?" I said. Then before giving him time to answer I ran to him and hugged him. I felt his arms wrap around my body. "Juju I missed you." I whispered. "I missed you too Lace." He said squeezing me a little harder than before.
I sat on the couch with my knees against my chest as Jc was sitting next to me.
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We heard the door open and a guy with dark brown straight hair in a quiff walked in with his arm around a beautiful girl. She had red hair with tanish skin. Her sense of style made you jealous. She wore tights with black short shorts with a dark grey shirt and a black flannel with a black beanie. The guys jaw dropped and Jc got up smiling. "Is that?" He asked pointing at me. Jc nodded, he quickly looked at the girl then started running around the room. He ran to me and immediately pulled me into a hug. I didn't do anything I just sat there while the tall boy hugged my small frame. Then he let go. "Lacey. This is Kian and his girlfriend Evelyn." Jc said. "But you can call me Lyn." She said smiling. She had a great smile. I looked down jealous of this girl. Was it wrong of me. She had a great sense of style and she was beautiful. Me. I was freaking Repunzle with brown hair. I was too skinny for my own good. "Lacey are you ok?" A worried voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "Yeah." I said, Jc nodded then looked down at his phone. I stayed in my position, knees hugged to my chest, the room was silent. Everyone was on there phone. I can't believe Jc was looking for me. I thought he hated me. But he's been searching for me. It's like I was being hidden. Did they not want me to leave?
A/N Weird chapter I know but I hope you enjoying it and let me know what you think in the comments.
