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{Annette POV}

I was still in my room, crying into my pillow.

Why now? Why when Logan isn't even here! Ugh.

I thought to myself. But really, where is here?!

"ANNETTE! ANNETTE I'M HERE!!" I heard Logan yell as the front door slammed shut.

I jumped up. "LOGAN!" I ran out of my room. We met outide my door in an embrace. He held me, and I cried onto his shoulder. "W-w..." I really didn't want to speak, but I had to know. "Where were you?!" I tried to hold it in, but I only cried harder.

{Logan POV}

I felt so guilty. I should've been here. I could tell by how she said my name she had been waiting for me. Mum had told me the news. Annette needed me and I wasn't there for her.

"Where where you?!" She said, her words were muffled because her face was pressed against me. Ugh. Dang it. You just had to go, didn't you?! You had to go with Quin, you had to stay. You had to get lost in that stupid field! "I-I...I'm so sorry. I should've been here for you..." I couldn't gather the strength to tell her where I had been. She didn't need to hear my stupid exuses right now, either. She didn't answer, or fight for the answer. She just needed a shoulder to cry on. She needed my shoulder. I was there for her now, and I had to try to force my guilt to the back to my mind.

{Annette POV}

He wouldn't answer. I sort of understood. I didn't really want an answer, I guess. He was here now, just where I needed him, and that was all that mattered. "Mum...Mum told me..." I simply nodded. I couldn't speak, no...I didn't want to speak. I just wanted to cry on his shoulder.

We stayed like that a bit longer, then he took my hand and we walked to the small couch. I rested my head on his shoulder. "Uhh..." He started off. "I...uhh...understand...if you don't wanna talk..." "U-Oh...no it's fine." "Okay...uhh...When are they coming to get you?" I almost broke down in tears again. "My parents aren't coming. They're sending some servants...and my...sister..." I looked at him. I had never told them I had a sister. I always said I was an only child. He raised an eyebrow at me. "Sister? You don't have a sister. You told me you didn't have siblings...Annette...?" "I-I...well I didn't...I mean I did...I still refuse to exept her as my sister..." "Why..?" "She's my mother's daughter..." He didn't understand. "She isn't my father's..." He showed he now understood with a nod. "Oh..." Was his simple reply. I looked away from him, trying to hide the tears coming down my face. But he knew I was once again crying. He placed his arm around me and pulled me closer. I turned to him and dug my face into his upper chest. I was really quite sick of crying, but I couldn't help it. I wanted to say something, but couldn't quite find the words.

{Logan POV}

Wow...her mother had a child and it wasn't her father's...now I understand why she didn't want to accept it, and why she hates her family...

"Logan..." Her words her again muffled.

"Hmm?"

"I-I...I'm not related to Kristy, my sister."

"What...? How can you n-" She interupted me, as she sat up straight.

"Pennilia Johnston isn't my mother. Not really. Kendall Unilly is. She still works for us even! I'm, well I was, forced to pass her often, knowing she's actually my mom. Knowing that she knew that, and yet acted towards me as if she was just a regular person I met occationally in my home. Everyone was told that Penny was my mother, and there weren't to be any questions. I wasn't even supposed to know!" I could see anger building in her. I had never seen it before, it was knew to me. She looked into m eyes, as I saw her anger melt away to expose true sadness. She hugged me tightly, and I hugged her back.

{Annette POV}

I hugged him tightly, never wanting to ever let go again. "I-I...I can't go back. I can't go back to that life. Not again. I grew up here and I want to stay. You and Mum are my family, and I'll never think otherwise" I felt tears swelling in my eyes, and I bit my lip, trying to hold them back. "L-Logan...I don't want to leave..." I started to cry, unable to hold back any longer. "I don't want you to go." He didn't understand. "No...I don't want to leave you, Logan. I want to stay with you." I rubbed my eyelids softly on his shirt, drying my eyes. "I-I..." His voice sounded suprised. I couldn't tell if it was good or not. "I don't want you to leave me. I want you to stay right here forever, and never have to go back to that god-awfull place ever again. I wish I could erase your mind of those people. They hurt you, and for that I hate them." I had a feeling he wasn't done, but he had said enough. He said exactly what I wanted too, as if he had read my mind. I kissed his lips before they had the chance to speak another word.

{Logan POV}

She kissed me. I didn't know how to respond. I wasn't frozen, I was just at a lose for words. I had had a whole speech planned out to say, but when her lips met mine, my mind went blank. I just wanted to stop the world and stay in that one moment forever. It was beautiful. She pulled away and smiled shyly at me. I returned a smile. Then she suddenly looked out the window behind me, as all happiness drained from her body. Her face was blank and her eyes full of fear. I looked behind me quickly. It felt like slow motion. A automobile was parked outside. I heard Mum shouting at the men who emerged from the front seats. I looked back at Annette. Nothing had changed exept a single tear was running down her cheek. I stood quickly and ran to the window to get a better view, that's when I saw the large, strong man strike my mother on the cheek. It was strong enough to make her fall to the ground. "MUM!" I yelled. I ran out the door as fast as my feet would take me, rage building inide me. "Logan..." I heard Annette say quietly. She didn't want to be heard, not that the men would recognise her, eleven years older, voice. I totally ignored her though, my focus only on defending my helpless mother. I was "greeted" by the man who hit Mum. Struggling to reach, I punched him square in the jaw. Apperently I did well, for blood started to dribble out of his mouth. I wore a proud smirk...untill the man punched me in the stomache, causing me to fall to the ground. As I fell, I spotted Annette watching with a face of horror. I then landed with "Oof!" slipping from my mouth. I hit my head on the hard ground, and blacked out.

{Annette POV}

I watched in horror.

I can't just watch this and let it happen! I have to stick up for my family! My family.

I thought. And it was decided, no turning back. I ran out the old door that always creaked when someone opened it. I found the same two men. I remembered them. One was my old body guard, the other was probably my "sister"'s, judging by the fact he was staying with the automobile.

"I'm looking for Annette Johnston. You kidnapped her. Give her now and no one will be hurt." "You already knocked them both to the ground! How do you call that 'No on will be hurt.'?!" He just plain starred at me. Dang it. He knew. I saw a smirk come onto his face. "Hello Annie." He said plainly. I rolled my eyes. I absolutly hated when people called me Annie, and he knew that. "Jonny boy." Was my answer. It did what I wanted. He hated that name too. He also knew I had always called him that because my four-years-old self couldn't pronounce "Johann". He stepped towards me and grabbed me, picking me up over his shoulder. As he raised me, I softly kicked Logan. He didn't wake though. He was still lying still on the ground. Mum was gone. I didn't see her anywhere. Johann placed me in the automobile. I was next to Kristy. I wouldn't even look at her. I hated her. She ruined my life. Her existence was my reason for leaving, and now I was forced to come back. I felt like a lost angel being forced into Hell. We drove away quickly from the house. On the way back to Chicago.