Chapter 3

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I turned to look at Louis. My eye sight was blurry, my eyes full of tears. He led me back to the car. I waited for Louis to come back and take me to the police station with him. After what feels like hours, we headed to the police station.

"What's going to happen to me? Will my dad take care of me? Maybe my aunt can?" I kept asking myself.

"Tessa are you okay back there?" Louis asks me, looking into the rear view mirror. Pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm fine." I replied, keeping my eyes glue to the outside of the window.

"We're going to get you somewhere safe to stay tonight. Are you hunger?"

"Ya, a little bit. I haven't eaten anything yet." I say putting my hand on my empty stomach.

"Okay. Do want to stop my McDonalds?"

"Um...okay." I replied quietly. I never like asking people that I barley know for stuff. But right now I'm really hungry.

Once we were finished eating, we headed to the police station. When we walked in he sat me down outside of an office. I sat patiently. After about thirteen minutes, there was shouting. I saw another tall police man walking with a little boy around my age. He had curly hair, and looked like he has been crying. The police man sat the boy a seat down from mine. He kept his head down and was laying with his fingers. I am always curious about people, so curiosity got the best of me. I sat in the seat next to him. I could tell he saw me from the corner of his eyes.

"Hello." I stated bravely. He ignored me. "What your name? I'm Tessa."

"Why do you care!" He replied harshly.

"I was just curious. I'm sorry." I whispered. He turned to me with anger in his face. I think.

"Don't! I don't want to talk to some girl! Now leave me alone!" He screamed at me. I wanted to just cry. I hate when people scream at me. I couldn't help myself, so I just burst into tears. I moved to my other seat. Then I saw Louis look outside of his office. He ran to me to see what was wrong. He stopped when he noticed the boy. He turned to him.

"Why are you back here?" He asked sternly. He was here before?

"M-my foster parents. They were-they..." He quickly covered his face. I wanted to be nice and comfort him. But he said he doesn't want me to talk to him. Louis knelt next to him.

"I happened again?" He asked clearly really concerned for this rude boy. He nodded in response. "Okay, your going to stay at my place again. " Louis then came up to me. "Are you okay? What happened?" I turned to look at the boy. I didn't want to be mean so I let it slide.

"I'm fine it's just everything that happened today. I-it's to overwhelming." I burst into tears once again. He rubbed my shoulder.

"Okay. Tessa your going to come with me today. Everything is set up for you and there's room for you." He said while getting up and standing up the boy. "This is Harry, Tessa. And Harry this is Tessa." He said introducing us. I stuck my hand out for him to shake it. He hesitated at first but then gave in. I think it was mostly because Louis was there.

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